The painting pupils grew up and fell away and did not send their children to her with boxes of color and tedious brushes.
When she was about forty, during which she gave lessons in china painting
When her father died, it got about that the house was all that was left to her:
Miss Emily met them at the door, dressed as usual and with no grief on her face.
When she had first begun to be seen with Homer Barron, we had said, "She will marry him."
Homer himself had remarked-he liked men, and it was known that he drank with the younger men in the Elks' Club-that he was not a marrying man.
I want some poison... I want the best you have. I don't care what kind.
They'll kill anything up to an elephant
They broke open the cellar door and sprinkled lime there, and in all the out buildings
So the next night, after midnight, four men crossed Miss Emily's lawn and slunk about the house like burglars
What was left of him, rotted beneath what was left of the night shirt... then we noticed that in the second pillow was he indent of a head. one of us lifted something from it, and leaning forward, that faint and invisible dust sry and acrid in the nostrils, we saw a long strand of iron-grey hair
So we were not surprised when Homer Barron-the streets had been finished some time since-was gone.