Beeler.
Believe I did read some such goin's-on. Don't pay much attention to such nonsense.
Uncle Abe.
Solemn and threatening.
Tek keer, Mistah Beeler! Tek keer what you say 'fore dese here cloudy witnesses. Don' you go cuttin' yo'self off from de Kingdom. Nor you, Mis' Martha, nor you, honey. Don' ye do it! It's a-comin'. Yo' ol' Uncle Abe he's seen and heerd.
Rhoda.
Tell us quickly what you mean!
Uncle Abe.
Mean jes' what I says, honey. Night fo' last, de Healer, he come, like's if he jes' plum' drop from de sky.
More mysteriously.