Th’oo heah, th’oo heah. De stove’s out in de woodshed. [She grasps and guides him.]
Williams
Ah—well’m. Um hm. I always gives things er good lookin’ oveh befo’ takin’ stock in ’m. You needn’ come erlong. I lived so long in dis house befo’ you wuz bawn dat I knows my way. Is de stove an easy wood eateh?
Lucy
Yes, yes.
[She gives him the candle and almost pushes him through doorway at side as she follows him out. Madison, who has watched fearfully from a dark corner, darts forward and looks after them, listening. He then runs toward the door at back but hesitates before it and turns as Lucy comes swiftly in from outer room, closing the door softly.]
Madison
What he say? Do he know?
Lucy
[Desperately seizing the bag and pressing it into his hands as she turns him again toward doorway at back.] Oh, I cain’ tell. On’y resto’ dis in case he don’ know er case he do. Now’s de one chance to be hones’.