Ef she keep on blackguardin’ yo’, I’se gwine ter kill her!
LUCY BELLE
Yo’ ain’ gwine ter boder ’bout her—or nobody, Sam-boy! We gwine ter git ’way from all dem ole niggahs like her—quick as we kin! Ain’ we, honey-baby? (Fondly.) Bes’ ole buddy in de worl’! I wan’s yo’, Sam—jes’ yo’—nuffin’ else.
SAM (muttering)
I’ll clean up fo’ dat gal!
LUCY BELLE
Yo’ loves me, don’ yo’?
SAM (impulsively taking her in his arms and clasping her tightly to him)
Yo’s all I got in de worl’! Ef yo’ fools me, I’ll tuhn bad fo’ life.
LUCY BELLE