Park it close by.

I'll dash home and change and come back and help you.

And bowed and scraped to him, too.

And I'll try and find one for you, Edda.

And he's taken the widow and Cynthia into his house.

and some pickle crawdads.

And what does that mean?

Not me and you, Jethro.

And plenty of room to splash around and work up a good leather.

Oh, Granny, I'm hot and tired.

Yeah, Pa, in tote and buckets.

When they get down to the pond, Jethro, you commence the soapin' and the scrubbin' and the splashin' and they'll get the idea.

Granny says the winter bucked like a mule, too, and then she busted loose and ran.

A fellow named Beasley just grabbed the Winter and her youngin' and made off with them.

Cynthia, did she say grits and jowls?

And please stay there, out of sight.

We're still looking for grits and jowls.

And we all got lots to do.

Let's go up and give them what for?

Yes, Mommy, doubtless the maid and the butler.