LUCY BELLE

Eat chicken an’ duck an’ co’n pone an’ ice[49] cream till I neahly bus’! Ride on de merry-go-roun’—shoot de shoots—an’ sing an’ dance till I kain’t hardly stan’ up—! Den dey was preachin’ ovah in de grove at night—(She breaks off—lost in the romantic memory of it.)

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CHICK

CHICK

Bet yo’ ain’ had no times like dem since!

LUCY BELLE (deprecatingly)

LUCY BELLE

I was jes’ a kid den.

CHICK

CHICK

Dere’s gwine ter be a dance at de Mawnin’ Star termorrer night.

LUCY BELLE

LUCY BELLE

Yo’ gwine—?

CHICK

CHICK

Sho’! Come on an’ go wid me.

LUCY BELLE (shaking her head)

LUCY BELLE

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