Reading progress update: I've read 10%.

Sanctuary - William Faulkner

Through the window Benbow and Miss Jenny watched the two people, Narcissa still in white, Stevens in flannels and a blue coat, walking in the garden. “The Virginia gentleman one, who told us at supper that night about how they had taught him to drink like a gentleman. Put a beetle in alcohol, and you have a scarab; put a Mississippian in alcohol, and you have a gentleman——”

The writing in this one is really odd and choppy but it is definitely emitting a feel of Southern Gothic.