“Safe from what.” Jason said. “Father and Quentin cant hurt you.”
Mother put her handkerchief under her veil. “Stop it, Mother.” Jason said. “Do you want to get that damn loony to bawling in the middle of the square. Drive on, T. P.”
“Hum up, Queenie.” T. P. said.
“It’s a judgment on me.” Mother said. “But I’ll be gone too, soon.”
“Here.” Jason said.
“Whoa.” T. P. said. Jason said,
“Uncle Maury’s drawing on you for fifty. What do you want to do about it.”
“Why ask me.” Mother said. “I dont have any say so. I try not to worry you and Dilsey. I’ll be gone soon, and then you”
“Go on, T. P.” Jason said.
“Hum up, Queenie.” T. P. said. The shapes flowed on. The ones on the other side began again, bright and fast and smooth, like when Caddy says we are going to sleep.