“Thank yuh, Little Eva,” says he. “I heard what yuh said to Legree, and I hate to disappoint yuh. I’m a fair man, and no falsehood ever passed my lips. I don’t love you—I love Gwendolyn.”
Susie takes a deep breath, points her nose toward the ceilin’ and says, “Oh, woe is me, I am undone!”
And then she let loose all holts and went down so hard that she busted two boards in that floor. Hank puts one hand over his eyes and kinda staggers around sayin’ “I’ve broken her heart, I’ve broken her heart!”
“Yo’re right!” yells somebody in the audience. “I heard it break, Hank.”
Hank flops his arms and turns to me.
“Uncle Tom, I believe I have killed her. I’ll have to carry her home.”
Hank tried three different holts and they all slipped.
“Damn it, Susie, help yourself a little, can’tcha?” he whispers.
“I’m supposed to be swooned,” she whispers. “Pick me up, you idiot.”
“Git her by the legs, Hozie,” whispers Hank.