"Sure, he said he was on, ma dearie. Shake on it, old man!"
"Jimmie! Jimmie, my boy—honest!—it's just like your papa was talkin'! Don't leggo my hand, Joe. Layin' here with my eyes shut, it's just like he was talkin' hisself. He's—he's like your papa was, Essie, big and strong."
"Yes, darlin'."
"Is that the doctor? Is Lizzie Marks come back? Is that—"
"No; not yet, ma."
"You're all tired out, Essie baby. Look at your little face! Go wash it, baby, and cool it off before old man Gibbs comes."
"It ain't hot, ma."
"He brought you into the world, Essie baby, and I don't want him to see it—to see it all—all—"
"I'm all right, ma. Lemme stay by you."
"Go wash your face, Ess. Ma says go wash your face."