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THEY KNEW WHAT THEY WANTED
Joe
[Who can grow angry himself]: Sure, I can! Good-night!
Amy
Good-night! [She stands quite still, so does he. Far, far away the irrepressible tenor resumes “Maria Mari.”]
Joe
I’m sleeping in here in case . . .
Amy
There won’t be any need of your putting yourself out.
Joe
How do you know but what Tony . . .
Amy
I can take care of Tony and the further off you keep yourself the better I’ll be pleased. [Their eyes blaze.]
Joe
Well, if you feel that way, I’ll go back to my own shack. [He grabs his coat and makes for the door.] That wop’ll be singing all night. [He is out on the porch.]
