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LIGE:	Oh, hum! (Yawning and putting down the deck of cards) Lum’s sho a busy marshall. Say, ain't Dave and Jim been round here yet? I feel kinder like hearin’ a little music ‘bout now.

BOY:	Naw, they ain't been here today. You-all know they ain't so thick nohow as they was since Daisy Bailey come back and they started run-nin’ after her.

WOMAN:	You mean since she started runnin' after them, the young hussy.

MRS. CLARK:	(In doorway) She don't mean 'em no good.

WALTER:	That's a shame, ain't it now? (Enter LUM from around back of store. He jumps on the porch and takes his place at the card box.)

LUM:	(To the waiting players) All right, boys! Turn it on and let the bad luck happen.

LIGE:	My deal. (He begins shuffling the cards with an elaborate fan-shape movement.)

VOICE AT TABLE:	Look out there, Lige, you shuffling mighty lot. Don't carry the cub to us.

LIGE:	Aw, we ain't gonna cheat you.... we gonna beat you. (He slams down the cards for LUM BOGER to cut.) Wanta cut 'em?

LUM:	No, ain't no need of cutting a rabbit out when you can twist him out. Deal 'em. (LIGE deals out the cards.)

CLARK'S VOICE:	(Inside the store) You, Mattie! (MRS. CLARK, who has been standing in the door, quickly turns and goes inside.)

LIGE:	Y-e-e-e! Spades! (The game is started.)

LUM:	Didn't snatch that jack, did you?

LIGE:	Aw, no, ain't snatched no jack. Play.

WALTER:	(LUM'S partner) Well, here it is, partner. What you want me to play for you?