Mary
And he was singing, “Take Me Back to Tennessee.” I never heard jazz sung quite like that before. There was a tear in it. I came every day that week. Jack did all sorts of things, comic songs, Mammy songs, sold candy up and down the aisle, announced next week’s program—about fourteen times a day.
Jack
Yeh, and I checked baby carriages, too! I did everything in that joint except collect the money. They wouldn’t let me do that.
Mary
Well, you know the rest, Franklyn.
Forbes
[Rises]. Thanks very much, Mr. Robin. You gave me more stuff for a good story than you thought you did. So long, Miss Dale. See you in your office, Mr. Lee. [He goes.]
Lee
Come on, Jack. We’ve got a lot of work to do.