Dat w’at she say.
AUNT REBECCA
’Deed, chile, yo’ all mus’ been dreamin’.
FANNY (with a whimper)
Den—den I don’ know whar she is.
AUNT REBECCA
Yo’ been dreamin’. Go ’long back ter bed.
(Fanny reluctantly leaves, Left. Aunt Rebecca sits down in a chair and chants to herself.)
AUNT REBECCA