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By Jack Joseph Smith

"Hey lady, he pays a good wage," yells one of the boys. Ben in the meantime grabs up one of the newspapers and the cord from the untied bail and outsteps the lady to the licence plate. After wrapping the newspaper firmly around the licence he stands up in front of it grinning like a kid with a two dollar bill. "That won't do you any good at all. I can find out who you are," she says absolutely intent on winning this little thing she is into. "But I'm the president, no sorry, the editor mam." With this Ben is letting out a self assured laugh, which is not lound, but is the catching kind that embraces him with the same resodence that he embraces it. She begins to lose control, and moves up to the boys taking one of them by the wrist. Both of the youngsters are somewhat amazed that she is carrying this thing out so far, when Ben steps up quite close to the lady's face, and says to her, "lady you've got burbon on your breath, I think you better go to the church." With that she lets go of the boy, and slaps Ben acroos the face. The boys have quickly jumped into the back of the truck, when Ben says, "on second thought lady, I think it would be best if you went to hell." Cut to Ben dropping the boys off in a neighborhood similiar to the one of the last scene. They come around to the window of his truck. Ben speaks in a non-calaunt mannor. He does not press a point and relates to the boys as well as everyone as equals.

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The confrontation escalates into comedy and insult, letting Ben use wit as a counter-force against class reprimand.

The scene works because Ben refuses the moral seriousness the woman tries to impose. Wrapping the license plate and telling her to go to church or hell turns the encounter into performance. Humor becomes his method of class resistance.

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Ben grabs a newspaper and the bail cord, outsteps the woman to the licence plate and wraps the paper around it, then stands 'grinning like / a kid with a two dollar bill,' calling himself 'the president, no sorry, the editor mam.' When she seizes one of the boys by the wrist, Ben tells her 'lady you've got / burbon on your breath, I think you better go to the church,' she slaps him, and with the boys in the truck he adds 'I think it would be best if you went to / hell.' He then drops the boys off and speaks to them 'in a non-calaunt mannor,' relating to everyone 'as equals.'

The confrontation resolves through prank and deadpan insult rather than force, which fits Ben's refusal of violence on the earlier pages. His laugh, 'not lound, / but ... the catching kind,' is the page's picture of his charm. The closing note that he treats the boys and everyone else as equals frames the whole episode as a clash between rank and easy fellowship.