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CLAIRE Mary Abel, let’s go. Don’t have to tell her twice. She hurries into the room, Claire closes the door behind them. JAMES DILLARD Losing her husband didn’t soften her much. MARGARET
You could soak that woman in buttermilk for a month and not soften her. James unlocks another door, swings it open. JAMES DILLARD Spencer, you and your sister are here. SPENCER Where are you? JAMES DILLARD Right next door. Margaret looks at Elsa. MARGARET Look after your brother. ELSA I will. MARGARET Yes ma’am. ELSA I said I will. MARGARET I know what you said. What you didn’t say is ‘yes ma’am’. ELSA Women don’t say that to each other. MARGARET Oh, you’re a woman now. ELSA Aren’t I?
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