Shet up!
LIZZIE (with a leering smile)
So long, Sam. See yo’ some mo’. (At the door, Back.) Good beatin’ w’at she need!
(She goes out quickly, Back. Lucy Belle advances to Center, and deposits her packages on the table.)
LUCY BELLE (studying Sam’s face with eager, pathetic anxiety)
Hardes’ ole gal in Wash’nin’!
SAM (fiercely)
She say yo’ live wid Jeff Bisbee—!
LUCY BELLE (agitatedly)