Diggin’ in de streets ain’ no kind-a job fo’ yo’.
SAM
Bettah den nuffin’.
LUCY BELLE (feelingly, as she strokes his hair again)
I knows dat yo’ doin’ all yo’ kin—! Gawd bless yo’—! But I wan’s ter be wid yo’, Sam-boy honey-baby—all de time.
SAM (his tones vibrant with emotion)
An’ I wan’s yo’ wid me—!
LUCY BELLE
Den—le’s go ter Baltimo—now—
SAM