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theanswer

myself

now。” She

did not

stir。 Her

voice was

quiet。“What？”

“Why your

father

never

killed

that

fellow—what's

his

name？Sartoris。”“Oh，”she

said。 Then

there was

silence

again。Across

the door

thefrefies

drifted

and

drifted。“You

would

have。

Wouldn't

you？”

“Yes，”he

said， at

once，

immediately。

Then he

knew that

she was

looking

toward his

voice

almost as

if she

could see

him。Her

voice was

almost

gentle

now， it

was so

quiet， so

still。

“You don't