LUCY BELLE
’Deed I don’ want yo’ ter, Mistah Pocher.
POCHER (vehemently)
Ain’ gwine ter! All dey is ’bout it!
LUCY BELLE
Boys in dis alley ain’ had no bringin’ up.
POCHER (advancing to the door, Back)
Salt on de do’step wust thin’ in de worl’ ter bring evil sparits ’roun’.
LUCY BELLE
Yas, indeedy! I knows it is.