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A Rose for Emily, Emily's birth, Single at 30, Emily's dad dies,…
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Single at 30
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"And as soon as the old people said, "Poor Emily," the whispering began... She was over thirty then... "
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Emily's dad dies
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"When her father died, it got about that the house was all that was left to her; and in a way, people were glad... Just as they were about to resort to law and force, she broke down, and they buried her father quickly."
Page 1070
Meets Homer
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"When she had first begun to be seen with Homer Barron, we had said, "She will marry him." ... they passed on Sunday afternoon in the glittering buggy, Miss Emily with her head high and Homer Barron with his hat cocked and a cigar in his teeth, reins and whip in a yellow glove. "
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Rat Poison
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" "I want some poison," she said to the druggist... When she opened the package at home there was written on the box, under the skull and bones: "For rats." "
Page 1071-1072
Homer Dies
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"What was left of him, rotted beneath what was left of the nightshirt, had become inextricable from the bed in which he lay; and upon him and upon the pillow beside him lay that even coating of the patient and biding dust."
Page 1074
Bad Smell Around House
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" ..."will you accuse a lady to her face of smelling bad?"... They broke open the cellar door and sprinkled lime there, and in all the outbuildings."
Page 1069
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China Painting Lessons
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"...which no visitor had passed since she ceased giving china-painting lessons eight or ten years earlier."
Page 1068
Col. Sartoris Dies
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" "See, Colonel Sartoris. I have no taxes in Jefferson." "But, Miss Emily--" "See Colonel Sartoris." (Colonel Sartoris had been dead almost ten years.)"
Page 1069
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Emily Dies
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"She died in one of the downstairs rooms, in a heavy walnut bed with a curtain, her gray head propped on a pillow yellow and moldy with age and lack of sunlight." Page 1073
Homer's Body is Found
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"For a long while we just stood there, looking down at the profound and fleshless grin. The body had apparently once lain in the attitude of an embrace, but now the long sleep that outlasts love, that conquers even the grimace of love, had cuckolded him."
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