Voice: Way you been Scip?
Scip: I been to de trial.
Voice: Who trial?
Scip: Un' Fed boy, Jonas.
Voice: When dey guh finish?
Scip: Dey done finish.
Voice: Wha' dey do wid him?
Scip: You talk like a fool. Axe me what dey guh do wid him. Ain't I tell you dey try him? Ain't I tell you dey done finish try him? You axe me wha' dey do wid him. Ain't you know who set on de jury?
Voice: White folks.
Scip: Yes, white folks, and dat ain't all,--poor white folks, poor buckra, cracker,--ain't dat 'nuf? Dat what set on de jury.
Voice: But Jonas ain't do nuttin'.
Scip: Dat ain't make no difference. I done tell you who set on de jury.
Voice: Is he pa fret much?
Scip: No he ain't fret. He know dey ain't no nuse to fret. He raise he chillun right and he ain't fret. He got sense. He know wha' guh be, guh be, en he ain't fret.