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We ’re brothers, Ben! We ’re old Jordans!

What was we when I got back from France? There was a band met us boys at the station. I was your brother all right that day, only somehow, in just a little while you forgot about it. I was a Jordan when I was hidin’ out from the police, and all that kept me from starvin’ was the money Jane sent me! I was your brother the night mother died, and you said you would n’t go my bail.

You ain’t going to be hard, Ben!

I ’m the head of the family now, ain’t I, and you can bet all you ’ve got I ’m going to be a real Jordan.

I think, Ben

From now on, there ain’t nobody got any right to think in this house but just me! So run along home, the whole pack of you, and after this, when you feel like you must come here—come separate.

Turn us out, Ben?

Sure, why not?

(crosses to him. Sweetly)

There ain’t any reason why we can’t he friends, is there?

Well, I don’t know. There ’s only one way I could ever get to trust you.