CLARK.
Lock him up back yonder in my barn till Monday when we’ll have the trial in de Baptist Church.
LINDSAY.
Yeah, just like all the rest of them Methodists … always tryin’to take undercurrents on people.
WALTER.
Ain’t no worse then some of you Baptists, nohow. You all don’t run this town. We got jus’ as much to say as you have.
CLARK.
(Angrily to both men) Shut up! Done had enough arguing in front of my place. (To LUM BOGER) Take that boy on and lock him up in my barn. And save that mule bone for evidence.
(LUM BOGER leads JIM off toward the back of the store. A crowd follows him. Other men and women are busy applying restoratives to DAVE. DAISY stands alone, unnoticed in the center of the stage.)
DAISY.
(Worriedly) Now, who’s gonna take me home?
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ACT TWO
SCENE I
SETTING: Village street scene; huge oak tree upstage center; a house or two on back drop. When curtain goes up, Sister LUCY TAYLOR is seen standing under the tree. She is painfully spelling it out.