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152 as Zora Neale Hurstonknew she was down there under all the fighting, and brokendishes and crippled up tables and broken-off chair legs and windowpanes and such things. It got so that the floor was knee-deepwith something no matter where you put your foot down. ButTea Cake kept right on until Coodemay told him, "Ah'm wrong.Ah'm wrong! Y'all tried tuh tell me right and Ah wouldn't lissen.Ah ain't mad wid nobody. Just tuh show y'all Ah ain't mad, meand Sterrett gointuh buy everybody somethin' tuh drink. Oleman Vickers got some good coondick over round Pahokee.Come on everybody. Let's go git our knots charged." Everybodygot in a good humor and left.Mrs. Turner got up off the floor hollering for the police. Lookat her place! How come nobody didn't call the police? Then shefound out that one of her hands was all stepped on and her fingerswere bleeding pretty peart. Two or three people who were notthere during the fracas poked their heads in at the door to sympathizebut that made Mrs. Turner madder. She told them where togo in a hurry. Then she saw her husband sitting over there in thecorner with his long bony legs all crossed up smoking his pipe."What kinda man is you, Turner? You see dese no count niggerscome in heah and break up mah place! How kin you set and see yo'wife all trompled on? You ain't no kinda man at all. You seen dat TeaCake shove me down! Yes you did! You ain't raised yo' hand tuh donothin' about it."Turner removed his pipe and answered: "Yeah, and you seehow Ah did swell up too, didn't yuh? You tell Tea Cake he betterbe keerful Ah don't swell up again." At that Turner crossed hislegs the other way and kept right on smoking his pipe.Mrs. Turner hit at him the best she could with her hurt handand then spoke her mind for half an hour."It's a good thing mah brother wuzn't round heah when ithappened do he would uh kilt somebody. Mah son too. Dey got