2-1-3

Dicey
Maybe not right this minute, but I will be. (Laughs unpleas-
antly) Oh yeah!	Before the night is far spent, I`ll be having my proper amount of fun. (Mysteriously) Some that goes for a great big stew will be simmered down to a low gravy. (Laughs again) Then I'm going to show 'em my
ugly laugh.
(They all look puzzled, one to the other for a moment but Dicey laughs again)

Stew Beef
Dicey laugh like she done found a mare's nest and cant
count the eggs.

Box Car 
(Impatiently)
Oh, squat that rabbit, and lets jump another one. (To Laura
B.) Laura B, you always round Big Sweet, tell me something about that pretty little frail eel Big Sweet got at her house. Is she from New York sure enough?

Laura B.
Thats what she say, and she sure is got them kind of clothes.

Box Car
And she sure do become her clothes too. I really would
like to git in there. How come you dont tell her about me? I aint got nobody.

Stew Beef 
(Scoffing)
Oh, Oh! With nearly every man on the job after her? Boy!
You sure going to get a plenty hindrance on that job.

Dicey 
(Mysteriously)
I know one wont be pulling after her. You mean that stray,
half dead-looking yeller gal that drug in here a few days back? Shucks! She aint no trouble