Bertha Lee—I gwine sing den.
June—
"I sees de lighthouse—amen,
I sees de lighthouse—amen,
I sees de lighthouse—amen."
(Lizzie and Possum return to porch. Possum has three muffins).
Lizzie—Clean up your nose dere, Alfred. Miss Davis, I ready. Sho got a mind to turn dat tune dis——
Alfred—Possum wouldn' fetch me no bread, Aun' Izzie.
Lizzie—Dere dey go again, Miss Davis. No, you can' have none of Possum's bread. Gwine on in dere en catch you a piece out your own pan. You eat up Possum's bread en den he'll be de one howlin bout he ain' got none.
(Alfred goes in the room and comes back with a biscuit).
Lizzie—I pretty certain I ready now, Miss Davis. Let dem all get dey belly full en den dey head won' be turnin so sharp. Dat how-come I tries—
Possum—Aun' Izzie, Alfred eatin June's bread.