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"Goodwin and I were both talking. He had been a cavalry sergeant in the<br />
Philippines and on the Border, and in an infantry regiment in France; he never told me<br />
why he changed, transferred to infantry and lost his rank. He might have killed someone,<br />
might have deserted. He was talking about Manila and Mexican girls, and that halfwit<br />
chortling and glugging at the jug and shoving it at me: 'Take some mo'; and then I knew<br />
that the woman was just behind the door, listening to us. They are not married. I know<br />
that just like I know that that little black man had that flat little pistol in his coat pocket.<br />
But she's out there, doing a nigger's work, that's owned diamonds and automobiles too in<br />
her day, and bought them with a harder currency than cash. And that blind man, that old<br />
man sitting there at the table, waiting for somebody to feed him, with that immobility of<br />
blind people, like it was the backs of their eyeballs you looked at while they were hearing<br />
music you couldn't hear; that Goodwin led out of the room and <strong>com</strong>pletely off the earth,<br />
as far as I know. I never saw him again. I never knew who he was, who he was kin to.<br />
Maybe not to anybody. Maybe that old Frenchman that built the house a hundred years<br />
ago didn't want him either and just left him there when he died or moved away."<br />
The next morning Benbow got the key to the house from his sister, and went into<br />
town. The house was on a side street, unoccupied now for ten years. He opened the<br />
house, drawing the nails from the windows. The furniture had not been moved. In a pair<br />
of new overalls, with mops and pails, he scoured the floors. At noon he went down town<br />
and bought bedding and some tinned food. He was still at work at six o'clock when his<br />
sister drove up in her car.<br />
"Come on home, Horace," she said. "Dont you see you cant do this?"<br />
"I found that out right after I started," Benbow said. "Until this morning I thought<br />
that anybody with one arm and a pail of water could wash a floor."<br />
"Horace," she said.<br />
"I'm the older, remember," he said. "I'm going to stay here. I have some covers."<br />
He went to the hotel for supper. When he returned, his sister's car was again in the drive.<br />
The negro driver had brought a bundle of bedclothing.<br />
"Miss Narcissa say for you to use them," the negro said. Benbow put the bundle<br />
into a closet and made a bed with the ones which he had bought.<br />
Next day at noon, eating his cold food at the kitchen table, he saw through the<br />
window a wagon stop in the street, three women got down and standing on the curb they<br />
made unabashed toilets, smoothing skirts and stockings, brushing one another's back,<br />
opening parcels and donning various finery. The wagon had gone on. They followed, on<br />
foot, and he remembered that it was Saturday. He removed the overalls and dressed and<br />
left the house.<br />
The street opened into a broader one. To the left it went on to the square, the<br />
opening between two buildings black with a slow, continuous throng, like two streams of<br />
ants, above which the cupola of the courthouse rose from a clump of oaks and locusts<br />
covered with ragged snow. He went on toward the square. Empty wagons still passed him<br />
and he passed still more women on foot, black and white, unmistakable by the unease of<br />
their garments as well as by their method of walking, believing that town dwellers would<br />
take them for town dwellers too, not even fooling one another.<br />
The adjacent alleys were choked with tethered wagons, the teams reversed and<br />
nuzzling gnawed corn-ears over the tail-boards. The square was lined two-deep with