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[Roars angrily]

That’s a lie, you son of a sheep-killin’ bitch!

[ slams the door to quickly and looks at to see if she has heard.]

[Comes inside]

What ’us that Andy ’us a-hollerin’ about?

Nothin’—jist more cussin’, Don’t grieve about him, Jude. Everybody cain’t be saved. Some are born fer glory an’ some fer shame. Andy seems to be one o’ them that ’us born fer shame.

[Sinks on the bed and sobs despairingly]

’Tain’t Andy I’m a-grievin’ about!

Then it’s him—Sid?

[Nods brokenly]

Yeh!