Ratts. [Aside to Sunnyside.] I say, I'd like to say summit soft to the old woman; perhaps it wouldn't go well, would it?
Thibo. No; leave it alone.
Ratts. Darn it, when I see a woman in trouble, I feel like selling the skin off my back.
[Exit Thibodeaux, Sunnyside, Ratts, Pointdexter, Grace, Jackson, Lafouche, Caillou, Solon, R. U. E.
Scud. [Aside to Pete.] Go outside, there; listen to what you hear, then go down to the quarters and tell the boys, for I can't do it. O, get out.
Pete. He said I want a nigger. Laws, mussey! What am goin' to cum ob us!
[Exit slowly, as if concealing himself, R. U. E.
George. [C.] My dear aunt, why do you not move from this painful scene? Go with Dora to Sunnyside.
Mrs. P. [R.] No, George; your uncle said to me with his dying breath, "Nellie, never leave Terrebonne," and I never will leave it, till the law compels me.
Scud. [L.] Mr. George, I'm going to say somethin' that has been chokin' me for some time. I know you'll excuse it. Thar's Miss Dora—that girl's in love with you; yes, sir, her eyes are startin' out of her head with it; now her fortune would redeem a good part of this estate.