"A trip to New York? What an upsetting idea!"
"Would you rather stay here, and miss the first play Jarvis and I ever did together?" said Bambi, disappointedly.
"No, certainly not. I'll come. Just make a note of it, and put it in a conspicuous place," he added.
"We'll keep you reminded, never fear."
Ardelia gasped when she heard she was to go.
"I'll send you a list of the clothes to bring for the Professor in plenty of time. I shall give you a new black silk dress for the occasion."
"Lawd a' massy, Miss Bambi! I'se so excited I cain't talk. A noo silk dress an' a-goin' to Noo Yawk wid de Perfessor. I decla' dey ain't no niggah woman in dis heah town got sech quality to work fo' as dis old niggah has."
"Why, Ardelia, we couldn't have it without you."
"Am I gwine sit wid de' white folks in de' theatre, or up in niggah heaven?"
"You'll sit in a box with the rest of us."