LUCY BELLE (shaking her head)
Makin’ out ter plague ole man Pocher.
SLIM
Git somefin’ on him?
LUCY BELLE (nodding)
Gits wise dat he scar’t ter deaf ob evil sparits—an’ bein’ conjuhed.
SLIM
Sho’ nuff!
LUCY BELLE
Lil’ while aftah he rents dis room—an’ been aftah him evah since. Puts salt on de do’step an’ ev’thin’ like dat.