Goat Alley: A Tragedy of Negro Life
LUCY BELLE (harshly, as she rises)

LUCY BELLE

Yo’ all hush! I ain’ gwine ter git yo’ nuffin!

FANNY

FANNY

Mamma! I wan’ ter go out an’ play wid Gordy!

LUCY BELLE

LUCY BELLE

Shet up! Yo’ ain’ gwine ter play wid nobody! Git in dere an’ git ter bed! Go ’long! Yo’ yere me? (Threateningly.) Wan’ me ter beat yo’?

ISRAEL

ISRAEL

Mamma! Git me—

(Lucy Belle grabs them roughly and pushes them through the door, Left, closing it after them. Their cries are heard for several moments and then gradually cease.)

LUCY BELLE (irritably)

LUCY BELLE

Some day I’se gwine ter git good an’ mad an’ knock dere haids off!

AUNT REBECCA

AUNT REBECCA

How’s Sam—?

LUCY BELLE (drops down on a chair near Aunt Rebecca and exclaims ecstatically)


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