Mrs. T. It's very strange. I can't account for your vision, brother, upon any other grounds, than that you were dreaming.
Deacon. (angrily) Then you think I didn't see a colored woman at all——
Miss A. And that my eye-sight failed me, too——
Deacon. And I'm telling a falsehood——
Miss A. And that I'm not to be believed? Oh, sister, sister! (clasps hands. Noise heard off L., as of some one crying. Pete crosses up L. C.)
Re-enter Daisy, hurriedly, L. C.
Daisy. (angrily) Pete, you horrid wretch, what did you mean by putting that cat in poor Billy's room. You know how mortally afraid he is of them.
Pete. I didn't put no cat in his room.
Daisy. You did, for he saw you open his door, and he's scared almost out of his wits.
The curtains at D. C. are pulled violently aside, and in rushes Billy.