Lee (taking his coat from chair). I think I’ll go up shore and see what has become of my car.
Hep. I hope you will find it there all right.
Lee. Oh, it’s there! I’m not worried about that. What troubles me is how I’m going to get it here. [Exit, C.
Hep. (breathlessly). Cynth—is that—you ain’t never—do tell—my land!
Cyn. Well, Hepsy, are you overcome?
Hep. I—I am! Cynthy, is that young flip your boarder?
Cyn. Yes.
Hep. Where—where did he come from?
Cyn. Out of the storm last night.
Hep. You ain’t telling me that you’ve took in a stranger?