Ha! Ha! I guess he don’ fo’git ole frien’s.
LUCY BELLE (in sharp derision)
Huh! I bet yo’ ain’! I bet yo’ all I got yo’ ain’!
LIZZIE
Yo’ all got de idee yo’ got some kin’-a strangle hol’ on Sam, ain’ yo’?
LUCY BELLE (hotly)
I knows damn well he ain’ gwine ter fool ’roun’ an’ ole wench like yo’!
LIZZIE (menacingly)
Ef yo’ say anathin’ like dat agin I bus’ yo’ in de mouf! (Lucy Belle gives an explosive, contemptuous laugh.) Lemme tell yo’, gal, I knows a thin’ or two ’bout yo’.
LUCY BELLE