LUCY BELLE
Yas, yas—! I’se gwine ter sweep it right off. (She goes to the closet door, up Left, opens it, takes out a broom, closes the door and goes quickly to the doorway, Back, where she stands sweeping off the doorstep.)
POCHER
De spell done wuk.
LUCY BELLE (as she sweeps)
Yo’ reckon so?
POCHER
It wuk ef de salt stay dere two secon’s.
LUCY BELLE
’Deed, I’se sorry, Mistah Pocher.