SLIM
Sho’—! Slew-foot know me, too. He one-a dem. Liable ter come back dis way an’ search ev’y house.
(He opens the door wider and leans far out. A pale light filters in from Back. The silhouetted figures of the two men can be plainly seen. Jeff joins Slim in the doorway and peers out.)
SLIM
I’se gwine ter beat it.
(Slim darts off down the alley, Right. Jeff stands tensely deliberating for several moments. Finally he steps out, and with a swift movement closes the door after him. Almost immediately the door, Left, opens and a broad shaft of light falls across the room from the doorway, Left, to the wall, Right Back. Lucy Belle enters, followed closely by Chick. They leave the door open and pause, Right Back, in the full beat of the light.)
CHICK (as they move to Right, Back)
Oughter shot him in his tracks—! (Taps his hip pocket.)
LUCY BELLE (shaking her head violently)
I done tol’ yo’ dat yo’ done right—stickin’ dere an’ keepin’ yo’ mouf shet.