Joe
[In amazement]: Where did you get it?
Amy
Where do you think I got it?
Joe
Good God, Tony didn’t send you this, did he? For God’s sake, tell me! Did Tony send you this?
Amy
Ain’t I just told you?
Joe
By God, he must have been plumb crazy! By God, he was so dead gone on you he was afraid you wouldn’t have nothin’ to do with an old man like him. . . . He didn’t have the nerve. . . . An’ he just went an’ sent you my photo instead of his. . . . Tony’s like that, Amy. He ain’t nothing but a kid. He’s like a puppy, Tony is. Honest, Amy, it’s God’s truth I’m telling you. . . . I wouldn’t have had nothin’ to do with no such thing. Honest I wouldn’t. I did write the letters for him, but that was only because he don’t write good English like I do.
Amy
That ain’t no excuse.
