Good-mawnin', Mista Beeler.
Beeler.
Where've you been all winter? Thought you'd gone up Salt River.
Uncle Abe.
Shakes his head reassuringly.
Ain' nevah goin' up no Salt River, yo' Uncle Abe ain't.
Beeler.
Indicating Rhoda.
Make you acquainted with my wife's niece, Miss Williams.
Uncle Abe bows.