June—Bertha Lee, de lady don' know whe' us sleeps, do she?
Bertha Lee—Dere us house over dere.
(Bertha Lee gets up to point the house out and June immediately slides into her seat on the bench next to the visitor).
Bertha Lee—Move way, June.
June—No, dis place whe' I been.
Bertha Lee—June, go further, I say.
June—No, Bertha Lee, dis whe' I been.
Bertha Lee—No, go further. (June holds his place) I go tell Aun' Izzie den.
Visitor—Tell Lizzie I'm waitin to hear that tune she promised to sing.
Bertha Lee—Aun' Izzie, June settin in my place.