Assignment : Speech and Dialect in Drama
Question
For this question, At the bottom of this page choose Susan Glaspell's Trifles.
Part A: Identify a key dialogue between two characters in either play. Take one character's part, and find someone (a friend, classmate, family member, or co-worker) who will take the other part, and read the passage aloud. (If you are especially ambitious, you may record the reading and post it along with your written work, but this is not required.) Make some notes about the experience, particularly about what, if anything, is revealed by reading the dialogue aloud.
Part B: Now take the dialogue and make a table, as shown below. In the first column, briefly summarize what the first character says. Moving across the page, in the second column, tell what this character means. In the third column, tell what the character implies or suggests, but does not state outright. Finally, note any information that remains unspoken by the first character. Do the same with the second character's lines.
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Part C: Now that you have studied the dialogue carefully, write at least one-half page (175 words) analyzing the difference between what each character says and what each character means. End your analysis by speculating why this difference exists. In other words, discuss the gap between what is said and what is meant and how it contributes to building the play's meaning and/or theme(s).
Part D: Put together all the written materials from Parts A, B, and C in one document. Remember that claims in all parts of the assignment should be substantiated by excerpts from appropriate sources. Quotations, paraphrases, and summaries used in the assignment should be arranged according to APA rules of style, and in-text and reference citations should be provided, also formatted in APA style. Quoted material should never exceed 25% of the document. Post the final document in the Discussion Area. You may post any recording you made in Part A as a separate file. Including it is not mandatory.
SUSAN GLASPELL: TRIFLES
SCENE:The kitchen in the now abandoned farmhouse of John Wright, a gloomy kitchen, and left without having been put in order-unwashed pans under the sink, a loaf of bread outside the breadbox, a dish towel on the table-other signs of incompleted work. At the rear the outer door opens, and the Sheriff comes in, followed by the County Attorney and Hale. The Sheriff and Hale are men in middle life, the County Attorney is a young man; all are much bundled up and go at once to the stove. They are followed by the two women-the Sheriff's Wife first; she is a slight wiry woman, a thin nervous face. Mrs. Hale is larger and would ordinarily be called more comfortable looking, but she is disturbed now and looks fearfully about as she enters. The women have come in slowly, and stand close together near the door.
• County Attorney (rubbing his hands): This feels good. Come up to the fire, ladies.
• Mrs. Peters (after taking a step forward): I'm not-cold.
• Sheriff (unbuttoning his overcoat and stepping away from the stove as if to the beginning of official business): Now, Mr. Hale, before we move things about, you explain to Mr. Henderson just what you saw when you came here yesterday morning.
• County Attorney: By the way, has anything been moved? Are things just as you left them yesterday?
• Sheriff (looking about): It's just the same. When it dropped below zero last night, I thought I'd better send Frank out this morning to make a fire for us-no use getting pneumonia with a big case on, but I told him not to touch anything except the stove-and you know Frank.
• County Attorney: Somebody should have been left here yesterday.
• Sheriff: Oh-yesterday. When I had to send Frank to Morris Center for that man who went crazy-I want you to know I had my hands full yesterday. I knew you could get back from Omaha by today, and as long as I went over everything here myself-
• County Attorney: Well, Mr. Hale, tell just what happened when you came here yesterday morning.
• Hale: Harry and I had started to town with a load of potatoes. We came along the road from my place;and as I got here, I said, "I'm going to see if I can't get John Wright to go in with me on a party telephone." I spoke to Wright about it once before, and he put me off, saying folks talked too much anyway, and all he asked was peace and quiet-I guess you know about how much he talked himself;but I thought maybe if I went to the house and talked about it before his wife, though I said to Harry that I didn't know as what his wife wanted made much difference to John-
• County Attorney: Let's talk about that later, Mr. Hale. I do want to talk about that, but tell now just what happened when you got to the house.
• Hale: I didn't hear or see anything; I knocked at the door, and still it was all quiet inside. I knew they must be up, it was past eight o'clock. So I knocked again, and I thought I heard somebody say, "Come in." I wasn't sure, I'm not sure yet, but I opened the door-this door (indicating the door by which the two women are still standing) and there in that rocker-(pointing to it) sat Mrs. Wright. (They all look at the rocker.)
• County Attorney: What-was she doing?
• Hale: She was rockin' back and forth. She had her apron in her hand and was kind of-pleating it.
• County Attorney: And how did she-look?
• Hale: Well, she looked queer.
• County Attorney: How do you mean-queer?
• Hale: Well, as if she didn't know what she was going to do next. And kind of done up.
• County Attorney: How did she seem to feel about your coming?
• Hale: Why, I don't think she minded-one way or other. She didn't pay much attention. I said, "How do, Mrs. Wright, it's cold, ain't it?" And she said, "Is it?"-and went on kind of pleating at her apron. Well, I was surprised; she didn't ask me to come up to the stove, or to set down, but just sat there, not even looking at me, so I said, "I want to see John." And then she-laughed. I guess you would call it a laugh. I thought of Harry and the team outside, so I said a little sharp:" Can't I see John?" "No," she says, kind o' dull like. "Ain't he home?" says I. "Yes," says she, "he's home." "Then why can't I see him?" I asked her, out of patience. "'Cause he's dead," says she. "