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Storytelling, Perspective, and Truth
The South
The Limits of Ambition
Social Taboos, Racism, and Inherited Trauma
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Quentin and Shreve return to their dorm room, where it seems even colder than it was when they left it. In the room, “the darkness seem[s] to breathe,” and Quentin’s “blood surge[s] and r[uns] warmer, warmer.” Still discussing the story of Henry and Bon, Quentin remarks that Henry and Bon were in the University of Mississippi’s tenth graduating class. Shreve jokingly replies that he didn’t know 10 people total attended college in Mississippi. Quentin says nothing but begins to shiver. Shreve is simultaneously amused and concerned that Quentin is so cold. He offers Quentin his overcoat, but Quentin declines.
Once more, the coldness of Shreve and Quentin’s dorm room contrasts sharply with the stifling warmth of the South, underscoring how far removed they are from the story they’ve been immersed in over the past few chapters. The cold also symbolizes how distant Quentin, as a Southerner, feels from Shreve, a Northerner who cannot possibly begin to understand the story as intimately as Quentin; Shreve’s glib joke about Southerners being uneducated increases this distance.
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Shreve says he can’t imagine coming from the South and having to endure such cold weather. He insists to Quentin that he’s not trying to be funny—he just wants to understand, but he isn’t sure that he can. Shreve explains, “it’s something my people haven’t got. Or if we have got it, it all happened long ago across the water and so now there ain’t anything to look at every day to remind us of it.” Quentin agrees, stating, “You would have to be born there.” Inwardly, though, he questions whether he really understands it.
Shreve somewhat redeems himself for the many jokes he’s made thus far, implying that it’s only his unfamiliarity with the story’s characters, setting, and subject matter that causes him to make so many jokes—it’s as though he is using humor to try to escape the discomfort he feels at his unfamiliarity. He acknowledges the trauma and tragedy that Quentin has inherited as a consequence of the South’s complex, weighty history. Quentin, meanwhile, questions whether this trauma and tragedy can ever be fully understood.
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Shreve returns the focus to “Aunt Rosa,” brushing off Quentin’s correction (“Miss Rosa”). Shreve says that Quentin can’t even know all that much about her. He notes that even after waiting for nearly half a century, “she couldn’t reconcile herself to letting him lie dead in peace.” Nor could she finish the job herself—she had to bring Quentin with her to do it.
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Though Quentin is currently surrounded by chilly, New England air, he can still feel the dust of that hot Mississippi night in September. He can smell Miss Rosa riding in the buggy beside him. The narrative shifts to that night as Quentin’s memories take over.
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As Quentin and Miss Rosa approach Sutpen’s Hundred, Miss Rosa notes that they’re “on the Domain. On his land, his and Ellen’s and Ellen’s descendants.” She’s adamant it’s still theirs, though “they” have taken it from them. When they reach the house, Miss Rosa doesn’t let Quentin cross through the gate. Quentin wonders what she’s afraid of. He wants to just return to town, but he doesn’t say this to Miss Rosa. Instead, he looks up at the gate—the same one Bon and Henry rode to that day.
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“She’s going to try to stop me,” Miss Rosa says. Quentin asks what “she” has hidden in the house, but Miss Rosa ignores him. She gets out of the buggy and starts to walk the half mile to the house, ignoring Quentin’s protests that they ride there instead. She takes Quentin’s arm, and he leads her to the house. Then she hands him a hatchet wrapped in cloth and says they’ll need it for protection—or to get inside the house, anyway. Rosa suspects that “she” is watching them.
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When Quentin and Miss Rosa arrive at the door to the old house, Miss Rosa urges Quentin to break it open with the hatchet. When Quentin protests, Miss Rosa tries to take the hatchet from him. Quentin pauses a moment before moving to a window and breaking it. Reluctantly, he climbs inside the house. As he approaches the door to open it for Miss Rosa, he hears someone scrape a match behind him. Terrified, he turns around and sees an old woman with “coffee-colored” skin (Clytie).
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Quentin’s memory continues. The woman (Clytie) doesn’t say a single word to him. Instead, she calmly walks to the door and opens it for Miss Rosa, as though she’s been expecting her all these years. Miss Rosa enters the house and starts to make her way upstairs. When Clytie urges her not to, Miss Rosa strikes Clytie, and Clytie falls to the ground. Quentin helps her up. She asks who he is, and he tells her. Clytie tells Quentin she knew his grandfather. Then she urges Quentin to stop Miss Rosa from going upstairs. But Miss Rosa continues ahead of him.
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Quentin hears Miss Rosa fall, then he hears a man’s voice. The man, who is Black, identifies himself as Jim Bond.
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The narrative abruptly skips forward. Quentin has stopped the buggy at Miss Rosa’s gate after returning from Sutpen’s Hundred. This time, Miss Rosa lets Quentin help her down from the buggy, then tells Quentin goodnight and heads inside her house.
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As Quentin walks back to the buggy, he’s “breathing deep” and thinking to himself, “Jesus. Jesus. Jesus.” It’s dark by the time he arrives home, and he finally gives in to his fear and runs the distance from the buggy to his front door. He runs upstairs to his room and hurriedly removes his clothes, thinking he’d like to bathe. He can’t tell if he’s asleep or awake.
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With no clear transition, the narrative shifts back to Quentin and Rosa’s trip to Sutpen’s Hundred earlier that night. Quentin enters an empty room and sees a man with a “wasted yellow face” and half-closed eyes lying on a bed made up with yellow sheets. The man confirms that he’s Henry Sutpen and that he’s been there for four years. He explains that he’s come home to die.
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The action returns to the present, to Shreve and Quentin’s cold dorm room in Cambridge. Shreve expresses disbelief that after encountering Henry after all these years, Miss Rosa waited another three months to come back and finish the task she set out to do. He asks Quentin why she did this, but Quentin offers nothing in response. Instead, he stares at the window and thinks to himself, “Nevermore of peace. Nevermore of peace. Nevermore. Nevermore. Nevermore.” Shreve interrupts Quentin’s thoughts, asking if perhaps it’s because Miss Rosa didn’t want to cut herself off from the hate she’s been feeling all these years. Quentin doesn’t respond.
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Shreve and Quentin relate the rest of the story. Three months after Miss Rosa and Quentin discover Henry in the old house, Rosa calls an ambulance to transport Henry to town. Perhaps (Shreve speculates), Clytie has been watching for this all along. Maybe she thinks the ambulance is in fact the wagon that has finally come to bring Henry into town to hang him for shooting Charles Bon. In the present, Quentin imagines Miss Rosa sitting between the ambulance driver and another man, maybe the sheriff’s deputy. He imagines “it may have been she who cried first, ‘It’s on fire!’” as the flames surrounding the old house came into view.
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In Quentin and Shreve’s telling of the story, the ambulance can’t get to the house in time—and Clytie probably knew this before she started the fire. The three occupants of the ambulance rush out, with Miss Rosa screaming at them to look up at the second-story window, where the figure of a man stares down at them. (In the present, Quentin imagines that Clytie might have appeared in the window for a moment, a look of “triumph” on her face.) And then Jim Bond, “the scion, the last of his race,” cries out from somewhere outside the house when he, too, realizes what is happening. But he flees before anyone can tell where his “howling” is coming from.
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Shreve picks up the story. Miss Rosa returns to town and goes to bed that night knowing “it was all finished now” and that the only thing that remains is “that idiot boy to lurk around those ashes and those four gutted chimneys and howl,” and then Miss Rosa, too, dies.
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Quentin doesn’t say anything as Shreve speaks; he simply stares at the window. Then he reflects, “I am older at twenty than a lot of people who have died,” and then he finally picks up the letter Mr. Compson sent him and finishes reading it.
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In his letter, Mr. Compson expresses his hope that in death, Miss Rosa hasn’t escaped “the objects of the outrage and of the commiseration” but will instead join them, so that they “are no longer ghosts but are actual people to be actual recipients of the hatred and the pity.” It was a beautiful but cold day when they buried Miss Rosa, and they had to use picks to break through the ground.
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Shreve laments how each Sutpen met their end: Charles Bon and his mother killed “old Tom,” Charles Bon and Bon’s mistress killed Judith, and Charles Bon and Clytie killed Henry. Shreve notes that just one Sutpen remains now: Jim Bond. He asks if Quentin still hears Jim Bond wailing at night, and Quentin says he does.
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Shreve poses one final question to Quentin: “Why do you hate the South?” Quentin insists he doesn’t. Then to himself, as he “pant[s] in the cold air,” he thinks, “I don’t. I don’t! I don’t hate it! I don’t hate it!”
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