Effie (angrily). A man dat don’t buy me nothin tuh put in mah basket, ain’t goin’ wid me tuh no cake walk. (The hand on the seat touches her shoulder and she thrusts it away). Take yo’ arms from ’round me, Dinky! Gwan hug yo’ Ada!
Man (in mock indignation). Do you think I’d look at Ada when Ah got a chance tuh be wid you? Ah always wuz sweet on you, but you let ole Mullet-head Sam cut me out.
Another Man (with head out of the window). Just look at de darkies coming! (With head inside coach.) Hey, Dinky! Heah come Ada wid a great big basket.
(Dinky jumps up from beside Effie and rushes to exit right. In a moment they re-enter and take a seat near entrance. Everyone in coach laughs. Dinky’s girl turns and calls back to Effie.)
Girl. Where’s Sam, Effie?
Effie. Lawd knows, Ada.
Girl. Lawd a mussy! Who you gointer walk de cake wid?
Effie. Nobody, Ah reckon, John and Emma gointer win it nohow. They’s the bestest cake walkers in dis state.
Ada. You’se better than Emma any day in de week. Cose Sam cain’t walk lake John. (She stands up and scans the coach.) Looka heah, ain’t John an’ Emma going? They ain’t on heah!
(The locomotive bell begins to ring.)