Why had he spoiled it all?
This is really sad for her to experience at such an exciting place and time for her. It was only to be a reality check, but it hit her hard.
Why had he spoiled it all?
This is really sad for her to experience at such an exciting place and time for her. It was only to be a reality check, but it hit her hard.
It gave her quite a shock again to see how old he was
Clearly not the norm for a ball
Strange faces smiled at Leila—sweetly, vaguely. Strange voices answered, “Of course, my dear.” But Leila felt the girls didn’t really see her. They were looking towards the men. Why didn’t the men begin? What were they waiting for?
There is so much unfamiliarity in this section. Leila is trying to read the room and understand what's going on while being nervous for her first ball.
Presently from the garden below there came voices. “Isabel, we’re all going for a bathe. Do come!” “Come, thou wife of William!” “Call her once before you go, call once yet!”
Their calls remind me of how sirens lure sailors with their voices. Here, they aren't trying to kill sailors, but instead are a factor of killing Isabel's relationship through temptation.
“Wise William! A melon and a pineapple. How too nice!”
Ugh this frustrates me. I don't know if it's because Isabel is self-centered or if she just doesn't have a sense of a social filter, but she automatically thinks the fruit is for herself (as William expected).
Isabel tossed back her hair and laughed
This gesture makes her sound ingenuine or sarcastic. It already seems like she has started to kill their love.
Moira Morrison began wondering what colour one’s legs really were under water.
It's already pretty sad that William is essentially invisible to them, but to change the subject to something so random makes him nonexistent.
pink carnations
More flowers with Mansfield
if father prefers to tire himself out
Marion sounds condescending here, implying that their father is dumb for wasting his energy. This could be a nudge that their family dynamics aren't actually ideal at all.
There was no doubt about it, he was tired out; he had lost his hold
Mr. Neave is on a completely different page compared to the rest of his family. I think that losing "his hold" refers to not having any control on his family or even how he interacts with them.
Old Mr. Neave struck sharply with his stick upon the pavement edge. But it wasn’t only his family who spoiled Harold, he reflected, it was everybody; he had only to look and to smile, and down they went before him. So perhaps it wasn’t to be wondered at that he expected the office to carry on the tradition.
While his ego may have been naturally big to begin with, his surroundings really caused his downfall, almost like an unpreventable tragedy.
A very good-looking elderly man stared back at her through a monocle on a black ribbon.
The narrator is very aware of people's appearances and I think there is a connection between attractiveness and wealth. The monocle and black ribbon are definitely a touch on monetary wealth which explains why everything based on appearance seems so refined and perfect (e.g. the blue dress).
She was brightly flushed, gay, a different creature.
I know this was supposed to make Mrs. Raddick sound extravagant, but calling her "a different creature" almost sounds a way to other her. I don't think I would like to be described in this way..
The sunlight pressed through the windows, thieved its way in
This is such a detailed way of describing light entering a room, which is normally a positive sign. Here, it feels as though their home should be dark—creating an eerie atmosphere and alluding to death—and the sunlight is ruining this eeriness. It's also fitting based on the fact that this long paragraph is really referring to dead people.
And Josephine, too, forgot to be practical and sensible; she smiled faintly, strangely. On the Indian carpet there fell a square of sunlight, pale red; it came and went and came—and stayed, deepened—until it shone almost golden.
These couple sentences seem so fragmented with so many commas and semicolons. I think it adds to the tension of the situation
“I shall fry it,” said Kate, and she bounced back,
We continue to see the differences in character traits: Kate is much more assertive and seems more proactive, especially by being described with language like "bounced back".
Eliza smoothed her dress over her knees.
These are such minute details that don't seem too pertinent to the story. The constant sipping from the glass and other small movements almost detract from the story's progression.
his voice, as he led me monotonously through the mystery, grew almost affectionate and seemed to plead with me that I should understand him.
This sounds like a form of hypnotism or at least leading him into a trance.
When we were making the last arrangements on the eve we were all vaguely excited. We shook hands, laughing, and Mahony said:
This reminds me of the feeling of going on a field trip in elementary school: making plans to sit with friends on the school bus and making sure everything goes perfectly.
yellowing photograph
The dust and yellowing photograph help show the monotony of her life. Nothing is exciting or new, but she's come to terms with it and feels comfortable with these "familiar objects".
First of all it had been an excitement for her to have a fellow and then she had begun to like him.
Frank is her symbol of freedom and something new. Before, her life was fairly mundane, and her main role was to maintain her family situation. She finally has this exciting thing in her life as Frank represents her development / ability to change for the better.
We walked through the flaring streets, jostled by drunken men and bargaining women, amid the curses of labourers, the shrill litanies of shop-boys who stood on guard by the barrels of pigs’ cheeks,
The anecdotes all read very organically. It makes it easy to visualize walking through busy streets, which might not be relatable to everyone, but at least it creates a casual environment.
There had been no open complicity between mother and daughter, no open understanding but, though people in the house began to talk of the affair, still Mrs. Mooney did not intervene.
I can sense the tension between the two! The word "intervene" really emphasizes that the tension and the fact that Mrs. Mooney is the type of person to meddle with other people, but specifically do something about her daughter's situation.
And her thoughtfulness!
I thought this was funny because this definitely highlights his perspective. At this point, she's just serving him and he actually appreciates this "thoughtfulness" because he's getting anything he wants.
Mrs. Mooney, who was a shrewd judge, knew that the young men were only passing the time away: none of them meant business.
This is a large generalization. Regardless of whether she's correct or not, she seems really cold and harsh.
Constantia sat up and blew on the wavy steam, making it flutter from one side to the other.
Mansfield uses a lot of this language like "flutter". We see this in the movement of the air or steam as well as how people's clothes move.
Josephine was furious. “Oh, what nonsense, Con!” she said. “What have mice got to do with it? You’re asleep.”
We can clearly see that they are on completely different wavelengths, and Constantia seems to be more innocent and pure at heart as she cares for such small beings like mice.
Very
Another example of this conversational style as if we didn't believe that the puffs were attractive from the previous sentence.
Little faint winds were playing chase, in at the tops of the windows, out at the doors. And there were two tiny spots of sun, one on the inkpot, one on a silver photograph frame, playing too. Darling little spots. Especially the one on the inkpot lid. It was quite warm. A warm little silver star. She could have kissed it.
This is a very detailed piece of imagery of air, which is something that is literally all around us. Somehow Mansfield makes such a common thing like air seem beautiful and dainty yet warm.
How many men that she knew would have done such a thing? Oh, how extraordinarily nice workmen were, she thought. Why couldn’t she have workmen for her friends rather than the silly boys she danced with and who came to Sunday night supper? She would get on much better with men like these.
Laura feels more comfortable around the workmen, even though they seem to be somewhat foreign to her. As mentioned before, she wasn't surrounded my people like these workmen in her upbringing, which makes this sound like a forbidden love of some sorts.
The sublime intoxication of opium gleamed in his eyes; the dew of a stealthy perspiration began to glisten on his face.
This is such an elegant way of portraying a person under the influence of drugs. Even his sweat his described as if it is a treasure.
Lawyer as I was, I began to feel that I might trust Mr. Murthwaite to lead me blindfold through the last windings of the labyrinth, along which he had guided me thus far.
I love the metaphor of the labyrinth, which suits this complicated situation perfectly. I believe Mr. Murthwaite is the most reliable character we have encountered so far, and even the narration seems to support that.
The Indians don’t investigate the matter in this way; the Indians look upon their boy as a Seer of things invisible to their eyes–and, I repeat, in that marvel they find the source of a new interest in the purpose that unites them. I only notice this as offering a curious view of human character, which must be quite new to you.
It's interesting to see Mr. Murthwaite's perspective on the Indians. He seems to understand their culture and how it differs from what anyone else is famiiar with.
connexion
This reminds me how language has changed not only over time but depending on location. This could be be something to take note of for the final project.
“What,” he cried, with infinite tenderness, “have I done to deserve all this sympathy?
Godfrey is trying too hard to be humble that it almost sounds sarcastic. He just goes on and on which makes me feel like he's hiding something.
You live a great deal too much in the society of women
This is another example of gender roles and how women were perceived by society. Women cannot be trusted in telling the truth because they only gossip.
“No accident!”
Even while looking at the same evidence, everyone has different perspectives of what happened to Rosanna. They all seem to suspect that she died for different reasons or even different causes. Here we see the back and forth of what could have been possible.
blame the Diamond
The Diamond seems to be the cause for any bad luck in this household. It almost feels like the placebo effect or everyone is just blaming everything on the Diamond instead of taking responsibility.
You are determined to give me no information to the prejudice of Rosanna Spearman, because she has been a good girl to you, and because you pity her heartily. Those humane considerations do you a world of credit, but they happen in this instance to be humane considerations clean thrown away.
The Sergeant is inally making Betterredge consider his prejudice of Rosanna. We see it's difficult to trust any of the characters because they are humans who can lie and do not want to betray their friends.
washing-book
This is a new document that is now being used as evidence.
if your ladyship will consent to it. I propose explaining the case to the servants.
Is this is a sign of trust toward the servants or carelessness? Previously, it seemed as if they didn't want anyone else to be a part of the investigation because anyone could be a suspect. But now, it seems they need to ask for help from all parties.
It was rumoured that he was tired of the humdrum life among the people in our parts
I have noticed that a lot of character descriptions and other background information seems to be based on rumors or secondary sources. This continues to add to the uncertainty of the narration and emphasizes that we, as the reader, cannot trust anything.
in token of my free forgiveness of the injury which her conduct towards me has been the means of inflicting on my reputation in my lifetime;
He is giving the Diamond as a payment of his life, giving back to his family as a means of pity, redemption, and leaving behind a legacy.
His letters to me chiefly related to borrowing more.
Seems greedy and driven by money; he wants to do a little bit of everything, which represents of lifestyle which is clearly not frugal.
Betteredge might be acting petty about this, but it seems justifiable to me.
Economy–with a dash of love.
Betteredge seems to be aware of problems in marriage as he mentions how there are many "married people living together miserably" two paragraphs prior. However, he still pursue a marriage based on monetary value. Although considering wealth can be an important factor for many people, Betteredge seems foolish for looking to the economy rather than pure love.
The men (if I may use such an expression)
This introduces the conflict against man by man based on values and actions. Even though they are all people, there is a dichotomy against those who do not represent human values.