Pearl
Hit weahs um out so to wash um, an’ Sapphie an’ that man of her’n aint used to such goodness. An’ to muss um up des for one night!
Granny
Hit’s de night er all nights. Hit’s de boy babe wif ’em dat I wants de fineness fer.
Pearl
That’s right, the baby. I keeps fohgittin’ hit. I’ll change’m. I’ll git the linum sheets on an’ then I’ll lay the big covehled.
[She draws coverlid off, hauls box from under the bed, and opening it takes out bed clothes and remakes the bed.]
You’n me’ll have to lay in the broke baid this night. You won’t git no rest.
Granny