"It's something Deleah's been up to!"
"No, Bess. Calm yourself. Calm all yourselves."
"But how can we? Out with it, darling."
"It's nothing, mama."
"Nothing?"
"Only an idea of mine."
"Something you've been and made up, Deda!"
"Something I'm as sure of, Bessie, as I am that you're always dying to find fault with me. Thank you, Mr. Gibbon, I've got three pieces of bread already, look!"
"You've handed Deleah bread three times in as many minutes, Mr. Gibbon."
"Hand the bread only to Bessie, Mr. Gibbon. (Mama, I must answer sometimes.")