Chapter 2 April 7, 1928 (1)

April 7, 1928 (1) Through the fence, through the gaps in the twirling flower branches, I saw them playing.They came towards the little flag, and I walked along the fence.Luster was looking for something in the grass by the flowering tree.They pulled out the flag and played.Then they put the flag back in again, and when they got to the high ground, the one beat it, and the other one too.They went on, and I followed the fence.Luster left the flowering tree and we walked together along the fence when they stopped and we stopped.I peered through the fence and Luster was looking for something in the grass.

"Here is the ball, Brother Kai②." The man hit it.They walked away across the grass and I clung to the fence and watched them go. ① Refers to the teeing place of the golf ball. ② "Kaidi", the original text is Caddle, which should have been translated as "caddy", but this refers to the same pronunciation as Benji's sister's name, "Caddy" (Caddy) in the original text. Tong, will think of my beloved sister Dan, humming. "Listen, how badly you hum," said Luster. "I really have you, you are thirty-three, and you still look like this. I went all the way to the town to buy you a birthday cake. Stop moaning. You can't help me find that two cents Five's coin so I can go to the show tonight."

It took them a long time to hit a ball, and the ball flew across the grass.I walked along the fence back to the little flag.Small flags fluttered among the dazzling green grass and trees. "Come here." Luster said, "We've searched over there. They won't come again for a while. Let's go to the creek and look for it, and those black boys will pick it up later. ." The small flag is red and flutters on the grass.At this time, a small bird flew down and rested on it.Luster threw the block up.Small flags fluttered among the dazzling green grass and trees.I cling to the fence tightly.

"Stop humming," Luster said. "They don't come here, and I can't make them come, can I. If you don't stop talking, grandma won't make your birthday. You don't stop talking, you know what will happen to me. I will Eat all that cake. Even the candles. Eat all thirty-three candles. Come on, let's go up to the little creek. I gotta find that little pewter. Maybe I'll find a lost one too. Where's the ball over there. Yo. There they are. Far away. See you." He came to the fence and pointed with his arms outstretched. "See them. They're not coming back. Come on."

③ Dilsey, the black maid of the Compson family, she is Luster's grandmother. We fretted over the fence, and went to the garden fence, and our shadows fell on the fence, on the fence; mine was taller than Luster's.We came to the gap and slipped through it. "Wait a minute," Luster said. "You're hanging on the nail again. Can't you just drill right through and keep your clothes from hanging on the nail?" Katie unhooked my clothes from the nails and we got through. ④Katie said, Uncle Maury has taken care of us, don't let anyone see us, let's keep our backs

④Benji's clothes got hooked, and he had another scene in his mind where his clothes got caught in the gap in the fence.It was two days before Christmas (December 23) in 1900. At that time, Katie took him through the fence to complete a task given to them by Uncle Maury-send a love letter to Mrs. Patterson next door. Bar. Bow down, Benji.Like this, understand.We stooped down and walked through the garden, the flowers rustling around us.The ground is tense.We climbed over the fence again, and a few pigs sniffed and grunted there.said Katie, I guess they must be sad, because one of their mates got killed today.The ground was stretched and stiff, and it had been dug up, and there were large lumps of dirt.

*This chapter is a monologue by Benjamin ("Benji").Today is his thirty-third birthday.In his narration, he often recalled the events of different periods in the past, and the translator will add notes to explain them one by one below. Put your hands in your pockets, Katie said.Otherwise it will freeze.It's almost Holy Saliva, you don't want your hands to freeze, do you? "It's too cold outside," Versh said. ①"Don't go out." ① On the same day, earlier, at Compson's house.Versh was the black boy of the Compsons, Dilsey's eldest son.There were three black servants who served Benji before and after. Before 1905 it was Versh, after 1905 it was T. P． (Dilsey's youngest son), "currently" (1928) is Luster (Dilsey's grandson).In this book, Faulkner uses different black boys to mark different time series.

"What's the matter?" said the mother. "He wants to go outside," Versh said. "Let him out," said Uncle Maury. "It's too cold," said my mother. "He'd better stay home. Benjamin. Come on, stop humming." "It won't do him any harm," said Uncle Maury. "Hello, Benjamin," said the mother. "If you're not good, I'll have to send you to the kitchen." "Mommy said don't let him go to the kitchen today," Versh said. "She said she was going to make all those holiday treats."

"Let him out, Caroline," said Uncle Maury. "You worry too much about him, you'll get sick yourself." "I know." Mother said. "Sometimes I think this must be a punishment from God." "I understand, I understand," said Uncle Maury. "You must take care of yourself."I'll make you a hot bar. " "Drinking it will only make me feel worse," said the mother. "Don't you know that?" "You'll feel better," said Uncle Maury. "Dress him well, boy, and don't be out too long." Uncle Maury went away.Versh walked away too.

"Stop arguing, okay?" Mother said. "We can't wait for you to get out, I just don't want you to get sick." Versh put on my overshoes and overcoat and we got my hat and went out.Uncle Maury was in the dining room, putting the bottles in the wine cabinet. "Keep him out half an hour, boy," said Uncle Maury. "Just let him play in the yard." "Yes, you," Versh said. "We never let him out on the street." We walk out the door.The sun was cold and dazzling. "Where are you going?" Versh said. "You don't think you're going to town, do you?" We walked on the rustling leaves.The iron courtyard gate is icy cold. "You'd better keep your hands in your pockets," Versh said. "You'll freeze your hands on the door, so what do you do. Why don't you stay in the house and wait for them." He stuffed my hands into my pockets.I can hear the rustling of his feet on fallen leaves.I can smell the cold ①.The iron gate is icy cold.

①Although Benji is an idiot, he has a particularly keen sense and can communicate with various feelings. "Here's some hickory nuts. All right. Go up that tree, and lo and behold, there's a squirrel, Benji." I don't feel the iron gate is cold anymore, but I can still smell the dazzling cold. "You'd better put your hands back in your pockets." Katie is coming.Then she ran, her schoolbag bouncing behind her back, swinging this way and that. "Hi, Benji," Katie said.She opened the iron door and walked in, then bent down.Katie smelled like leaves. "You came to pick me up," she said. "You're here to wait for Katie. Versh, why did you let his hands freeze like this?" "I told him to put his hands in his pockets," said Versh, who likes to hold on to iron doors. " "You're here to pick up Katie," she said, rubbing my hands. "What is it. What are you trying to tell Katie." Katie had the scent of trees, and she had it when she said we were going to sleep. What are you moaning about, Luster said. ①You can still watch them when we get to Xiaohegou.where.Here's a stick of Jim's grass for you.He handed me the flowers.We went through the fence and into the clearing. ① This paragraph returns to "current". ②A thorny, foul-smelling poisonous weed that grows near the barn. The Latin scientific name is "Daturastramonium", with small trumpet-shaped flowers. "What?" Katie said. ③What do you want to tell Katie?Did they call him out, Versh? " ③Back to December 23, 1900, immediately following the previous memory. "There's no way to keep him indoors," Versh said. "He was making a fuss all the time, and they had to let him out. When he came out, he went right up here, and looked out the gate." "What are you talking about," said Katie. "You think it's Christmas when I get home from school. You do. Christmas is the day after tomorrow. Santa, Benji. Santa. Come on, let's run home and get warm." She held me hands; we passed through the shining, rustling leaves.We ran up the steps, out of the bright cold, into the dark cold.Uncle Maury was putting the bottle back in the wine cabinet, calling Katie.Katie said, "Take him to the fire, Versh. Go with Versh," he said. "I'll be there in a minute." We come to the fire.mother said, "Is he cold, Versh." "Not cold at all, ma'am," Versh said. "Take off his overcoat and overshoes," said the mother. "How many times must I tell you not to let him come into the room with his overshoes on." "Yes, ma'am," Versh said. "Okay, don't move." He took off my overshoes, and then came to unbutton my coat.Katie said, "Wait a minute, Versh. Mom, can he go out again. I want him to come with me." "You'd better let him stay here," said Uncle Maury. "He's been out enough today." "I think you'd better stay home, both of you," said my mother. "It's getting colder," Dilsey said. "Oh, Mom," Katie said. "Nonsense," said Uncle Maury. "She's been locked up at school all day. She needs fresh air. Come on, Cadance." ① "Katie" is a nickname, and the official name is "Kadance". "Let him go too, Mother," said Katie. "Please. You know he's going to cry." "Then why did you bring it up to his face," said the mother. "Why did you come into the house. Just to give him a reason to come and mess with me again. You've been out enough time today. I think you'd better sit down and play with him." In a while." "Let them go, Caroline," said Uncle Maury. "A little cold won't do them any harm. Remember, don't wear yourself out." "I know." Mother said. "No one knows how much I dread Christmas. No one knows. I'm not a hard-working woman." For Jason and the kids, I wish I was stronger. " ①Mr. Compson's name is "Jason", and his second son is also called "Jason".This refers to Mr. Compson. "You must take care that you don't overwork them," said Uncle Maury. "Come on, you two. Just don't stay out too long, you hear. Your mom's gotta worry." "Yes, sir," said Katie. "Come on, Benji. We're going out again." She buttoned my coat and we headed for the door. "Aren't you taking the little one out without putting his overshoes on," said the mother. "Do you still want him to get sick when there are so many people in the house?" "I forgot," Katie said. "I thought he was wearing it." We walk back again. "You need to use your brain," said the mother.Hold still, Versh said.He put my overshoes on. "Maybe one day I will pass away, and you will have to worry about him." Now he said with a stamp of his feet. "Come here and kiss Mommy, Benjamin." Katie pulled me over to Mother's chair, and Mother took my face in her hands and pulled me into her arms. "My poor baby," she said.She let me go. "You and Versh take good care of him, girl." "Yes, sir," said Katie.we go out.Katie said, "You don't have to go, Versh. I'll take care of him for a while." "Fine," Versh said. "It's so cold, there's no point in going out." He walked away, and we stopped in the hall, and Katie knelt down, put her arms around me, and pressed her shiny frozen face to mine. superior.She has a scent of trees. "You ain't poor darling. Have you. You got your Katie. You got your sister Katie." You mutter and hum, can't you stop for a while, said Luster. ① You are arguing endlessly, so you are not ashamed.We passed the garage where the carriages were parked.The carriage has a new wheel. ① Return to "Current". "Now, go get in the car and sit quietly until your mother comes out," Dilsey said. ②She pushed me into the car. T． P．Pull the reins. "Look, I don't see why Jason doesn't go and buy a new buggy," Dilsey said. "This wretch is going to get you guys to sit and fall apart sooner or later. Look at all those wretched wheels." ." ②The following large paragraph is about Bengui’s memories of riding in a carriage when he saw the old carriage in the garage.It happened in 1912.Mr. Compson has died.On this day, Mrs. Compson wore a veil and went to the grave with flowers.The Quentin mentioned in the conversation between Mrs. Compson and Dilsey is a little girl, not Benji's eldest brother (this Quentin committed suicide in 1910), but Katie's illegitimate daughter.Roscus, mentioned in the dialogue, is Dilsey's husband. The mother came out, lowering the veil as she went.She is holding some flowers. "Where's Roscus," she said. "Roscus can't raise his arm today," Dilsey said. "T.P. can drive a car too, all right." "I'm a little worried," said my mother. "I think you can do it by sending someone to drive me once a week. I'm not asking too much, God knows." "Miss Caroline, Roscus's rheumatism is so bad that he can't do it." ③The black maids in the plantations in the South of the United States brought up the children of the owner's family since they were young, so they still use the previous title after they grow up and get married. It's not like you don't know what to do. said Dilsey. "You just come over and get in the car." T． P．Driven as well as Roscus. " "I'm a little worried," said the mother. "Besides, I brought this little doll." Dilsey went up the steps. "You still call him Little Baby," she said.She grabbed her mother's arm. "He's T.P.'s age, a lad already, go away, if you're going." "I'm really worried," said the mother.They went down the steps and Dilsey helped his mother into the car. "Perhaps it would be better for all of us to overturn the car," said the mother. "Look at what you say, you're not ashamed," Dilsey said. "Don't you know, just an eighteen-year-old black boy can't make the little queen run away. She is older than T.P. and Benji combined. Don't you, T.P. The little queen is offended, don't you hear? If you don't drive Miss Caroline to your liking, I'll have Roscus give you a good beating. He's not too bad." "Got it, Mom." T. P．Say. "I always thought something was going to happen," said my mother. "Stop humming, Benjamin." "Give him a flower to hold." Dilsey said. "He wants tweed." She put her hand in. "No, no," said the mother. "You'll mess up all the flowers." "You got it," Dilsey said. "I'll take one out for him." She handed me a flower, then withdrew her hand. "Let's go, or little Quentin will see it and make a noise to go." Dilsey said. "Where is she?" said the mother. "She's in the house playing with Luster," Dilsey said. "Come on, drive as Roscus taught you." "Okay, Mom." T. P．Say. "Come on, little queen." "Little Quentin," said the mother, "don't let her out." "Of course not," Dilsey said. The carriage jolted and rolled forward on the driveway. "I'm so worried about leaving little Quentin at home," said the mother. "I'm not going to forget it. T.P.." We went through the iron courtyard gate, and now the car stopped bouncing. T． P．The "little queen" was whipped with a whip. "I'm talking to you, T.P.," said the mother. "Then let it go on." T. P．Say. "Must keep him awake or he won't be able to get back to the barn." "Turn around," said the mother. "I'm not sure about leaving little Quentin at home." "Here we can try to turn around." T. P．Say.After a while, the road became wider. "Should be able to turn around here." Mother said. "Okay." T. P．Say.We started to turn around. "Be careful, T.P.," said my mother, hugging me tightly. "You've got to turn me around," said T.P. "Hoo, little queen." We stopped moving. "You're turning us out," said the mother. "Then what do you want me to do," said T. P. "I'm afraid of you turning around like that," said the mother. "Come on, little queen," said T.P.We moved on again. "I know very well that if I go away Dilsey will do something to little Quentin," said the mother. "We have to hurry home." "Get up, drive," said T.P.He beat the "Empress Xiaoyu" with a whip. "Hello, T.P.," said my mother, hugging me tightly.I heard the thud of the little queen's feet, and bright figures slid smoothly past either side of us, their shadows flitting across the back of the little queen. They moved back like the bright tops of an axle. Then, The scenery on one side did not move, it was a big white sentry box with a soldier in it. The other side was still sliding smoothly, but slowed down. "What are you doing?" Jason said.He had his hands in his pockets and a pencil behind his ear. "Let's go to the cemetery," said my mother. "Good." Jason said. "I didn't intend to stop you, did I. You came here to tell me this, nothing else?" "I know you don't want to go," said the mother. "But if you go too, I'll be much more at ease. "What are you worried about?" Jason said. "Father and Quentin can't hurt you anymore anyway." Mother tucked the handkerchief under the veil. "Stop doing that, Mom," Jason said. "Would you like this big fool to yell and yell in public. Go ahead, T.P.." "Let's go, little queen." T. P．Say. "What sin did I do?" said the mother. "It won't be long before I go underground with your father, anyway." "Okay." Jason said. "Hoo." T. P．Say.Jason added, "Uncle Maury wrote a check for fifty dollars in your name. What are you going to do about it?" "Ask me what I do," said the mother. "Do I have anything to say? I just wanted to keep you and Dilsey out of trouble. I'm going to be gone and it's your turn." "Come on, T.P.," Jason said. "Let's go, little queen." T. P．Say.The figure next to the car slid back again, and the figure on the other side moved too, brightly, quickly and steadily, much like when Katie said we were going to sleep now. A brat who cries all day long, Luster said. ①You are not ashamed.We made our way through the herds, the stable doors were all open.You don't have a piebald pony to ride now, Luster said.The mud was dry and there was a lot of dust.The roof caved in.The slanted windows are covered with yellow mesh.Why are you going this way.Do you want the flying ball to knock your head out. ① Return to "Current". "Put your hands in your pockets," said Katie. "Otherwise you'll be freezing. You don't want to freeze your hands at Christmas, do you?"① ①Bengui saw the barn, and the scene when he and Katie went to deliver the letter before Christmas and came near the barn appeared in his mind. We go around the barn.The cow and calf stood at the door, and we heard the stamping of the "Prince", "Little Queen" and A Huan in the barn. "If it wasn't so cold, we could ride Huan to play." Katie said. "Unfortunately, it's too cold to sit on the horse." Now we could see the creek, where smoke was rising. "They kill and hunt there," said Katie. "We can walk over there when we get home, and take a look by the way." We walked down the mountain. "You want to take the letter," said Katie. "I'll let you take it." She took the letter out of her pocket and put it in my hand. "It's a Christmas present," Katie said. "Uncle Maury wants Mrs. Patterson to be very happy. We can't let anyone see when we hand it over to her. Well, put your hands in your pockets now." We're at the creek. "It's all frozen," Katie said. "Look." She smashed the ice and picked one up and stuck it to my face. "It's ice. That's how cold it is." She pulled me across the ditch and we headed up the hill. "We can't tell Mom and Dad about this. You know what I think. I think this will make Mom and Dad and Mr. Paterson jump for joy. Didn't Mr. Patterson send Candy for you. Do you remember Mr. Patterson giving you candy in the summer?" A fence appeared in front of us.The vine leaves above were withered, and the wind rattled the leaves. "I don't understand why Uncle Maury didn't send Versh with his mail, though," said Katie. "Versh doesn't talk too much." Mrs. Patterson leaned out the window and watched us. "You wait here," said Katie. "Just wait here. I'll be back in a minute. Give me the letter." She took the letter out of my pocket. "Your hands are in your pockets." She scrambled over the fence, letter in her hand, through the yellow, rattling flowers.Mrs. Patterson went to the door and she opened it and stood there. Mr. Patterson was chopping among the green flowers. ①He stopped what he was doing and looked at me.Mrs. Patterson galloped across the garden.I cried as soon as I saw her eyes.You idiot, said Mrs. Patterson, I told him not to send you here alone.give me the letter.quick.Mr. Patterson came running fast with a hoe in his hand.Mrs. Patterson, crouching over the fence, held out her hand.She wants to crawl over.Give me the letter, she said, give me the letter.Mr. Patterson climbed over the fence.He snatched the letter away.Mrs. Patterson's dress got caught on the fence.I saw her eyes again.Just ran down the mountain. ①This paragraph describes another time when Bengui sent a letter to Mrs. Paterson alone and was discovered by Mr. Paterson.The time was the spring or summer of 1908, when there were already "green bushes" in the garden.In Benji's mind, "flower" and "grass" are indistinguishable. ② Refers to her lover, Uncle Maury. "There's nothing but houses over there," Luster said. ③"Let's go to Xiaohegou." ③ Return to "Current". People were washing things in the creek, and one of them was singing.I smelled the clothes floating in the air, and the green smoke came from the small river ditch. "You stay here," Luster said. "You have nothing to do there."They will hit you, no mistake. " "What does he want?" "He had no idea what he was going to do," Luster said. "He probably wants to go up there on the high ground where they play ball. You sit down here and play with your Jim's grass. If you want to see anything, watch the kids splashing in the ditches. Why can't you be like Others behave like that." I sat down on the bank of the river, where the people were doing their laundry, and the smoke rose into the air. "Did any of you guys pick up a twenty-five cent around here," Luster said. "What a coin." "I still had it when I was here this morning," Luster said. "I lost it somewhere. It fell out of this hole in my pocket. I can't see the show tonight if I can't find it." "Where did you get your penny, boy. It's out of white folks' pockets when they're not looking." "From where it's supposed to come from," Luster said. "There's plenty of pennies over there. But I must find the one I lost. Did any of you find it?" "I don't have time for the tiniest things. I'm too busy with my own business." "You come up here," Luster said. "Help me find it." "Even if he saw it, he wouldn't recognize what it was." "It's better to have him help find it," Luster said. "You all go to the show tonight." "Don't tell me about shows or shows. By the time I'm done with this big bucket of laundry, I'll be too tired to lift my arms." "I bet you'd go," said Luster. "And I bet you were there last night too. I bet you were there when the big tent opened." "There's enough niggers out there without me. At least there were quite a few last night." "Isn't black money worth as much as white money, isn't it?" "White guys give niggas money because they know they're going to have a white band and they're going to get it all back anyway. So niggas have to work again to make more money." "Nobody pushes you to go to a show." "Not yet. I suppose they haven't thought about it yet." "Why are you so hard on white people?" "I can't get through without them. I walk my bridge and let them go their way. I'm not interested in this kind of show at all." "There's a guy in the troupe who can pull out tunes with a saw. It's like playing a banjo." "You went last night," said Luster. "I want to go tonight. If only I knew where I lost the coin." "I think you'll probably take him with you." "Me," Luster said. "You think I'm obliged to be there for him whenever he growls?" "What do you do with him when he growls?" "I whip him," said Luster.He sat on the ground and rolled up the legs of his overalls.The black boys were all playing in the ditch. "Did any of you pick up the golf ball?" Luster said. "Don't talk so pompously. I think you'd better not let your grandma hear you talk like that." Luster also went down the ditch, where they all played in the water.He was looking for something in the water along the bank. "It was still on when we got here in the morning," said Luster. "You probably got lost somewhere." "It fell through this hole in my pocket," said Luster.They searched in the ditch.Then suddenly they all straightened up, stopped looking, and started scrambling in the ditch with a splash.Luster got it, and we all crouched in the water, looking up the hill through the bushes. "Where are they?" Luster said. "Not yet." Luster put the thing in his pocket.They came down from the hill. "See a ball come down here?" "It must have fallen into the water. Did any of you boys see or hear it?" "Didn't hear anything fall into the water," said Luster. "I heard something hit the tree above. I don't know where it rolled." They looked into the ditch. "Damn it. Look around the ditch. It's flying this way. I saw it." They searched around the ditch.Then they went back to the hills. "Did you find that ball?" said the boy. "What do I want the ball for," Luster said. "I don't see any balls." The child went into the water.He moves forward.He turned to look at Luster again.He walked along the ditch. The adult shouted "Kaidi" on the hill.The child climbed out of the ditch and walked up the hill. "Look, you're humming again," said Luster. "stop fighting." "What is he whimpering about now?" "God knows what for," Luster said. "He just hummed like that for no reason. Been humming all morning. Maybe it's because it's his birthday, I think." "how old is he." "He's thirty-three," Luster said. "A full thirty-three years old this morning." "You mean he's been like a three-year-old for thirty years?" "I heard it from my grandma," Luster said. "I don't know myself. We're going to put thirty-three candles in the cake anyway. The cake's too small. It won't fit. Quit arguing. Come back here." He came over and grabbed my arm. "You old fool," he said. "Your bones are itchy, aren't you?" "I don't think you dare to smoke him." "It's not that I haven't smoked. Just shut up," said Luster. "Didn't I tell you you can't go up there. They'll blow your head off with a ball. Come on, come up here." He pulled me back. "Sit down." I sat down and he took off my shoes and rolled up my trousers. "Okay, now go play in the water and see if you are still crying and whimpering." I stopped humming and went into the water. When Roskus came up and said let's go to supper, Katie said, It's not time for dinner yet.I'm not going. Her clothes are wet. ②We were playing in the ditch, Katie squatted down and wet her dress, Versh said, "You wet your clothes, and later your mother will beat you." "She wouldn't do something like that," Katie said. ①The above description is "current", but as soon as Benji stepped into the water, he immediately remembered the situation when he was playing with Katie in the small river ditch when he was a child.That was in 1898, when Benji was three and Quentin was eight. ②From here it is a little earlier on that day in 1898.On this day, Bengui's grandma died. "How do you know?" Quentin said. "Of course I do," said Katie. "And how do you know she will?" "She said she'd smoke," Quentin said. "Besides, I'm older than you." "I'm seven years old," Katie said. "I guess I should know too." "I'm older than seven," Quentin said. "I'm in school. Is that right, Versh?" "I'm going to school next year, too," Katie said. "I'm going to school then. Is that right, Versh?" "You know she'll slap you if you get your clothes wet," Versh said. "Not wet," Katie said.She stood up straight in the water and looked at her dress. "I took it off," she said. "It'll be done in a minute." "I forgive you for not taking it off," Quentin said. "I dare," said Katie. "I think you'd better keep it on," Quentin said. Katie walked up to Versh and me and turned away.