The sound and the fury

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mulehead." He said. "Come on here and watch them knocking that ball. Here. Here something you can play with along with that jimson weed." Luster picked it up and gave it to me. It was bright.
"Where'd you get that." he said. His tie was red in the sun, walking.
"Found it under this here bush." Luster said. "I thought for a minute it was that quarter I lost." He came and took it.
"Hush." Luster said. "He going to give it back when he done looking at it."
"Agnes Mabel Becky." he said. He looked toward the house.
"Hush." Luster said. "He fixing to give it back."
He gave it to me and I hushed.
"Who come to see her last night." he said.
"I dont know." Luster said. "They comes every night she can climb down that tree. I dont keep no track of them."
"Damn if one of them didn't leave a track." he said. He looked at the house. Then he went and lay down in the swing.
"Go away." he said. "Dont bother me."
"Come on here." Luster said. "You done played hell now. Time Miss Quentin get done telling on you."
We went to the fence and looked through the curling flower spaces. Luster hunted in the grass.
"I had it right here." he said. I saw the flag flapping, and the sun slanting on the broad grass.
"They'll be some along soon." Luster said. "There some now, but they going away. Come on and help me look for it."
We went along the fence.
"Hush." Luster said. "How can I make them come over here, if they aint coming. Wait. They'll be some in a minute. Look yonder. Here they come."
I went along the fence, to the gate, where the girls passed with their booksatchels. "You, Benjy." Luster said.
"Come back here."
    11.1
    You cant do no good looking through the gate, T.P. said. Miss Caddy done gone long ways away. Done got married and left you. You cant do no good, holding to the gate and crying. She cant hear you. What is it he wants, T.P. Mother said. Cant you play with him and keep him quiet.
He want to go down yonder and look through the gate, T.P. said.
Well, he cannot do it, Mother said. It's raining. You will just have to play with him and keep him quiet. You, Benjamin.
Aint nothing going to quiet him, T.P. said. He think if he down to the gate, Miss Caddy come back. Nonsense, Mother said.
    12.1
    I could hear them talking. I went out the door and I couldn't hear them, and I went down to the gate, where the girls passed with their booksatchels. They looked at me, walking fast, with their heads turned. I tried to say, but they went on, and I went along the fence, trying to say, and they went faster. Then they were running and I came to the corner of the fence and I couldn't go any further, and I held to the fence, looking after them and trying to say.
"You, Benjy." T.P. said. "What you doing, slipping out. Dont you know Dilsey whip you."
"You cant do no good, moaning and slobbering through the fence." T.P. said. "You done skeered them chillen. Look at them, walking on the other side of the street."
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    How did he get out, Father said. Did you leave the gate unlatched when you came in, Jason. Of course not, Jason said. Dont you know I've got better sense than to do that. Do you think I wanted anything like this to happen. This family is bad enough, God knows. I could have told you, all the time. I reckon you'll send him to Jackson, now. If Mr Burgess dont shoot him first.
Hush, Father said.
I could have told you, all the time, Jason said.
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    It was open when I touched it, and I held to it in the twilight. I wasn't crying, and I tried to stop, watching the girls coming along in the twilight. I wasn't crying.
"There he is."
They stopped.
"He cant get out. He wont hurt anybody, anyway. Come on."
"I'm scared to. I'm scared. I'm going to cross the street."
"He cant get out."
I wasn't crying.
"Dont be a fraid cat. Come on."
They came on in the twilight. I wasn't crying, and I held to the gate.
They came slow.
"I'm scared."
"He wont hurt you. I pass here every day. He just runs along the fence."
They came on. I opened the gate and they stopped,

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