LINDSAY.
Cody, I thought you tole us you was going up to Sanford to bring dat ’oman down here last Sat’day.
LIGE.
That ain’t de way he tole me ’bout it. Look, fellers, (Getting up and putting one hand on his hips and one finger of the other hand against his chin coquettishly) Where you reckon I’ll be next Sat’day night?… Sittin’ up side of Miz Cody. (Great burst of laughter.)
SYKES JONES.
(Laughing) Know what de folks tole me in Sanford? Dat was another man’s wife. (Guffaws.)
CODY.
(Feebly) Aw, you don’t know whut you talkin’ bout.
JONES.
Naw, I don’t know, but de folks in Sanford does. (Laughing) Dey tell me when dat lady’s husband come home Sat’day night, ole Cody jumped out de window. De man grabbed his old repeater and run out in de yard to head him off. When Cody seen him come round de corner de house (Gesture) he flopped his wings and flew up on de fence. De man thowed dat shotgun dead on him. (Laughs) Den, man! Cody flopped his wings lak a buzzard (Gesture) and sailed on off. De man dropped to his knees lak dis (Gesture of kneeling on one knee and taking aim) Die! die! die! (Supposedly sound of shots as the gun is moved in a circle following the course of Cody’s supposed flight) Cody just flew right on off and lit on a hill two miles off. Then, man! (Gesture of swift flight) In ten minutes he was back here in Eatonville and in he bed.
WALTER.
I passed there and seen his house shakin’, but I didn’t know how come.
HAMBO.
Aw, leave de boy alone…. If you don’t look out some of y’all going to have to break his record.
LIGE.
I’m prepared to break it now. (General laughter.)
JIM.
Well, anyhow, I don’t want to marry and leave Dave … yet awhile. (Picking a chord.)
DAVE.
And I ain’t gonna leave Jim. We been palling around together ever since we hollered titty mama, ain’t we, boy?