See Colonel Sartoris. I have no taxes in Jefferson.
"They broke open the cellar door and sprinkled lime there, and in all the outbuildings. As they recrossed the lawn, a window that had been dark was lighted and Miss Emily sat in it, the light behind her, and her upright torso motionless as that of an idol."
"I want some poison"
"I want arsenic."
"Yes, Miss Emily. What kind? For rats and such?"
"When she had first begun to be seen with Homer Barron, we had said, "She will marry him." Then we said, "She will persuade him yet," because Homer himself had remarked - he liked men, and it was known that he drank with the younger men in the Elk's Club - that he was not a marrying man.
"And, as we had expected all along, within three days Homer Barron was back in town. A neighbor saw the negro man admit him at the kitchen door at dusk one evening. And that was the last we saw of Homer Barron. And of Miss Emily for some time."
"Then we noticed that in the second pillow was the indentation of a head. One of us lifted something from it, and leaning forward, that faint and invisible dust dry and acrid in the nostrils, we saw a long strand of iron-gray hair."