Lizzie—Fetch yourself on back out dere now, Bertha Lee, en settle your own scrap. Ain' you shame of yourself en you bigger den June, too? Go way from here, I say. I ain' got no time to monkey up wid you. I got to get dese collards boilin hard, else dey ain' gwine get done time you chillun start puffin for your dinner. Go way, I tell you. Miss Davis, I comin toreckly.
(Bertha Lee returns to the porch quietly and takes her place on the opposite side of the visitor, while June clings to his place).
June—Miss Davis, does you know Mr. Rembert?
Visitor—Is he your father?
Bertha Lee and June—No, he ain' us daddy.
June—Mr. Rembert, he bought me everything I got. He shoe horses. Don' you know him now?
Bertha Lee—He bought June's sweater, but dem my overalls he got on.
June—Dem dere pretty buttons you got on you, Miss Davis.
Bertha Lee—Sho is, en dem little chain dere.
June—Me got a sweater just like her coat.