"Huh! Does you call 'at a new dance?"
He says:
"Sure—the newest one of 'em all. That's the Reitzenburger Grapple—it's just hit town."
And I says:
"Then it shore must a-been a long time on the road, gittin' yere; 'cause niggers down my way," I says, "wuz dancin' 'at air dance fully ten yeahs ago—only they done so behind closed doors," I says, "bein' 'feared the police mout claim disawd'ly conduct an' stop 'em frum it."
He says:
"Did you ever dance it?"
I says to him:
"Who, me? Many's a time. But not lately," I says.
"What made you stop?" he says.