William Faulkner Foundation Collection, 1918-1959, Accession #6074 to 6074-d, Albert and Shirley Small Special Collections,
University of Virginia Library, Charlottesville, Va. [Item Metadata: Autograph manuscript. 187 pp. (1 R, 0 V) on 1 l. Slipcase.]
She continue<d>s to watch him with that face serene, a little suspicious. Then she breathe<d>s. It <was> is not a sigh: she just
"Wait," Byron <said> says. He almost <sprang> forward, slipping the tow sack pad from his shoulder. The woman arreste<d>s
"Why, you're right kind," she <said> says, sitting down.
"I reckon it'll set a little easier," Byron <said> says. He <took> takes from his pocket a huge gold watch on a heavy chain
"Five minutes to rest?" she <said>. says
"Five minutes from when you come in," Byron <said> says. "I keep my own time on a Saturday p.m."
"How will they know you even stopped working for a while? A few minutes wouldn't matter, would it?"
"I reckon I aint paid for setting down," Byron <said> says. "So you come from Alabama."