much but I do want to eat and sleep without a couple of women squabbling and crying in the house.
'And yours,' she says. 'I know how you feel toward her.'
'Let her come back,' I says, 'far as I'm concerned.'
'No,' she says. 'I owe that to your father's memory.'
'When he was trying all the time to persuade you to let her come home when Herbert threw her out?' I says.
'You dont understand,' she says. 'I know you dont intend to make it more difficult for me. But it's my place to suffer for my children,' she says. 'I can bear it.'
'Seems to me you go to a lot of unnecessary trouble doing it,' I says. The paper burned out. I carried it to the grate and put it in. 'It just seems a shame to me to burn up good money,' I says.
'Let me never see the day when my children will have to accept that, the wages of sin,' she says. 'I'd rather see even you dead in your coffin first.'
'Have it your way,' I says. 'Are we going to have dinner soon?' I says. 'Because if we're not, I'll have to go on back. We're pretty busy today.' She got up. 'I've told her once,' I says. 'It seems she's waiting on Quentin or Luster or somebody. Here, I'll call her. Wait.' But she went to the head of the stairs and called.
'Quentin aint come yit,' Dilsey says.
'Well, I'll have to get on back,' I says. 'I can get a sandwich downtown. I dont want to interfere with Dilsey's arrangements,' I says. Well, that got her started again, with Dilsey hobbling and mumbling back and forth, saying,
'All right, all right, Ise puttin hit on fast as I kin.'
'I try to please you all,' Mother says. 'I try to make things as easy for you as I can.'
'I'm not complaining, am I?' I says. 'Have I said a word except I had to go back to work?'
'I know,' she says. 'I know you haven't had the chance the others had, that you've had to bury yourself in a little country store. I wanted you to get ahead. I knew your father would never realise that you were the only one who had any business sense, and then when everything else failed I believed that when she married, and Herbert … after his promise--'
'Well, he was probably lying too,' I says. 'He may not have even had a bank. And if he had, I dont reckon he'd have to come all the way to Mississippi to get a man for it.'
We ate a while. I could hear Ben in the kitchen, where Luster was feeding him. Like I say, if we've got to feed another mouth and she wont take that money, why not send him down to Jackson. He'll be happier there, with people like him. I says God knows there's little enough room for pride in this family, but it dont take much pride to not like to see a thirty year old man playing around the yard with a nigger boy, running up and down the fence and lowing like a cow whenever they play golf over there. I says if they'd sent him to Jackson at first we'd all be better off today. I says, you've done your duty by him; you've done all anybody can expect of you and more than most folks would do, so why not send him there and get that much benefit out of the taxes we pay. Then she says, 'I'll be gone soon. I know I'm just a burden to you' and I says 'You've been saying that so long that I'm beginning to believe you' only I says you'd better be sure and not let me know you're gone because I'll sure have him on number seventeen that night and I says I think I know a place where they'll take her too and the name of it's not Milk street and Honey avenue either. Then she begun to cry and I says All right all right I have as much pride about my kinfolks as anybody even if I dont always know where they come from.
We ate for a while. Mother sent Dilsey to the front to look for Quentin again.
'I keep telling you she's not coming to dinner,' I says.
'She knows better than that,' Mother says. 'She knows I dont permit her to run about the streets and not come home at meal time. Did you look good, Dilsey?'
'Dont let her, then,' I says.
'What can I do,' she says. 'You have all of you flouted me. Always.'
'If you wouldn't come interfering, I'd make her mind,' I says. 'It wouldn't take me but about one day to straighten her out.'
'You'd be too brutal with her,' she says. 'You have your Uncle Maury's temper.'
That reminded me of the letter. I took it out and handed it to her. 'You wont have to open it,' I says. 'The bank will let you know how much it is this time.'
'It's addressed to you,' she says.
'Go on and open it,' I says. She opened it and read it and handed it to me.
' 'My dear young nephew', it says,
'You will be glad to learn that I am now in a position to avail myself of an opportunity regarding which, for reasons which I shall make obvious to you, I shall not go into details until I have an opportunity to divulge it to you in a more secure manner. My business experience has taught me to be chary of committing anything of a confidential nature to any more concrete medium than speech, and my extreme precaution in this instance should give you some inkling of its value. Needless to say, I have just completed a most exhaustive examination of all its phases, and I feel no hesitancy in telling you that it is that sort of golden chance that comes but once in a lifetime, and I now see clearly before me that goal toward which I have long and unflaggingly striven: i.e., the ultimate solidification of my affairs by which I may restore to its rightful position that family of which I have the honor to be the sole remaining male descendant; that family in which I have ever included your lady mother and her children.
'As it so happens, I am not quite in a position to avail myself of this opportunity to the uttermost which it warrants, but rather than go out of the family to do so, I am today drawing upon your Mother's bank for the small sum necessary to complement my own initial investment, for which I herewith enclose, as a matter of formality, my note of hand at eight percent. per annum. Needless to say, this is merely a formality, to secure your Mother in the event of that circumstance of which man is ever the plaything and sport. For naturally I shall employ this sum as though it were my own and so permit your Mother to avail herself of this opportunity which my exhaustive investigation has shown to be a bonanza--if you will permit the vulgarism--of the first water and purest ray serene.
'This is in confidence, you will understand, from one business man to another; we will harvest our own vineyards, eh? And knowing your Mother's delicate health and that timorousness which such delicately nurtured Southern ladies would naturally feel regarding matters of business, and their charming proneness to divulge unwittingly such matters in conversation, I would suggest that you do not mention it to her at all. On second thought, I advise you not to do so. It might be better to simply restore this sum to the bank at some future date, say, in a lump sum with the other small sums for which I am indebted to her, and say nothing about it at all. It is our duty to shield her from the crass material world as much as possible.
'Your affectionate Uncle, 'Maury L. Bascomb.' '
'What do you want to do about it?' I says, flipping it across the table.
'I know you grudge what I give him,' she says.
'It's your money,' I says. 'If you want to throw it to the birds even, it's your business.'
'He's my own brother,' Mother says. 'He's the last Bascomb. When we are gone there wont be any more of them.'
'That'll be hard on somebody, I guess,' I says. 'All right, all right,' I says. 'It's your money. Do as you please with it. You want me to tell the bank to pay it?'
'I know you begrudge him,' she says. 'I realise the burden on your shoulders. When I'm gone it will be easier on you.'
'I could make it easier right now,' I says. 'All right, all right, I wont mention it again. Move all bedlam in here if you want to.'
'He's your own brother,' she says. 'Even if he is afflicted.'
'I'll take your bank book,' I says. 'I'll draw my check today.'
'He kept you waiting six days,' she says. 'Are you sure the business is sound? It seems strange to me that a solvent business cannot pay its employees promptly.'
'He's all right,' I says. 'Safe as a bank. I tell him not to bother about mine until we get done collecting every month. That's why it's late sometimes.'
