“…and his land cleared and planted with the seed Grandfather loaned him and him getting rich good and steady now——”
“Yes,” Shreve said; “Mr Coldfield: what was that?”
“I dont know,” Quentin said. “Nobody ever did know for certain. It was something about a bill of lading, some way he persuaded Mr Coldfield to use his credit: one of those things that when they work you were smart and when they dont you change your name and move to Texas…”
—William Faulkner, Absalom, Absalom!, ch. VII
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