AUNT REBECCA
Dat’s all right. Israel ’sleep already—
LUCY BELLE
Bof so tired dey could’n’ hardly stan’ up.
(Aunt Rebecca moves toward the door, Back.)
LUCY BELLE
Yo’ ain’ gwine—?
AUNT REBECCA
Mus’, chile. Jes’ drap in on mah way ter de sto’. Oughter been on mah way long fo’ dis.
LUCY BELLE