Betsy.
[Up on the ladder.] Angelica Church, the next time you have scarlet fever, I hope you'll have it in your own country and not drag me over to England to nurse you. The state of this house is beyond belief.
Angelica.
Betsy, if you're going to mount any higher, you'd better let me come and hold those steps.
Betsy.
Now, Zekiel, take those curtains and give them to Mary for the wash.
Zekiel.
I will do that. Mis' Betsy. [Moving to door l.] I cut'ny do hope Mars' Ham'ton don' come in an' fine yo' riskin' yo' life yo' fust day home.
Angelica.
How you can do it, I don't know. I've felt the motion of the boat all night. I wouldn't do that if you paid me.
Betsy.
If I could afford to pay you, Angelica, I'd employ somebody who knew how.
Angelica.
[Coming down c. a little.] Where's Amiable?
