METHODIST BOY.
Come on, less us don’t notice ’em. Less gwan down to de church an’ hear de trial.
MARY ELLA.
Y’all ain’t de onliest ones kin go. We goin’, too.
WILLIE.
Aw, haw! Copy cats! (Makes face) Dat’s right. Follow on behind us lak uh puppy dog tail. (They start walking toward right exit, switching their clothes behind.) Dat’s right. Follow on behind us lak uh puppy dog tail. (They start walking toward right exit, switching their clothes behind.)
(Baptist children stage a rush and struggle to get in front of the Methodists. They finally succeed in flinging some of the Methodist children to the ground and some behind them and walk towards right exit haughtily switching their clothes.)
WILLIE.
(Whispers to his crowd) Less go round by Mosely’s lot an’ beat ’em there!
OTHERS.
All right!
WILLIE.
(Yellin’ to Baptists) We wouldn’t walk behind no ole Baptists!
(The Methodists turn and walk off towards left exit, switching their clothes as the Baptists are doing.)