SELMA
No, I ain' goin' to touch that child no more.
JOHN
Why not?
SELMA
No; I'm afraid, Mr. John! I'm that scared at the way mama an' the police lieutenant screamed at me.
MRS. JOHN
[Appears.] Why did they scream at you?
SELMA
[Crying vociferously.] Officer Schierke even slapped my face.