THE THIRD ACT
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Amy
I’ll just pack my grip.
Joe
Don’t take it too hard, Amy. [He tries to take her hand.]
Amy
[Shaking him off]: None of that! I don’t want no sympathy.
Joe
Excuse me.
Amy
You better get your own things.
Joe
All right. . . . I’ll be back in a minute.
Amy
I’ll get a move on, too.
[Ah Gee comes in with the dishes for dinner and begins to lay the table. Apparently Joe thinks of something more to say, but is deterred by Ah Gee’s presence. He goes quickly. Amy hears Ah Gee and watches him for a moment as though she were unable to understand what he is doing.]
