LUCY BELLE (with a cry of mingled joy and agitation)
Sam—!
SAM (closing the door and moving slowly down to Center)
H’yo’—?
LUCY BELLE (leaps to his side and grabs his arm)
Sam—Sam-boy! Jes’ talkin’ wid—wid Chick Avery yere—yo’—yo’ knows Chick—
CHICK (circumspectly)
H’yo’, Sam.
(Sam glowers at Chick for a moment before replying.)
SAM (at length—with ill grace)