[18] [18] LUCY BELLE LUCY BELLE Be mighty sorry ter leave yo’, Aun’ Becky—! AUNT REBECCA (with facetious fervor) AUNT REBECCA Why, chile, w’at yo’ ’spose I done come back ter Wash’nin’ fo’? LUCY BELLE LUCY BELLE I know yo’ gwine ter miss me—an’ I’se gwine ter miss yo’—but it tain’ so far away dat I kain’t git ovah—now an’ den. An’ yo’ kin come ovah an’ see me—! AUNT REBECCA (shaking her head) AUNT REBECCA Lawsy, lawsy—dat’s de way. Jes’ as soon as yo’ git ter likin’ somebody—dey up an’ gwine ’way. LUCY BELLE LUCY BELLE It gwine ter be bes’ fo’ bof ob us, Aun’ Becky—! AUNT REBECCA AUNT REBECCA I reckon yo’ know—but jes’ de same—
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