Essay About The Withered Arm By Thomas Hardy Argumentative
Entry 1 - Today at work, I learned that my son's father, Edward, will be returning home tomorrow with his new wife. The maids have been gossiping about her, describing her as having a 'rosy cheeked, titsy-tosy little body'. I know they talk about me too and have asked my son to find out what she looks like. It's been a while since Edward and I last spoke, which has left me feeling alone. My son is my only support.
Edward ended our relationship because he believed that being connected to someone like me, whom he considered unworthy of him, was unacceptable. I have carried the weight of my humiliation throughout all these years. Recently, as they were entering the village, my son caught sight of Edward's new partner and described her as a yout
...hful woman who possessed great refinement.
She has lightish hair and blueish eyes and her mouth is 'nice and red'. The next morning, I sent him to the church to see how tall she is. He says she is quite short; I am taller than she is. Now, I have an image of her as clear as a picture.
Edward and his lady disregarded his son as they usually do. I clandestinely wished for him to come back to me, but now she has dashed my hopes. Entry 3/4 - A few weeks ago, I had a horrifying yet lifelike dream. Gertrude Lodge was sitting on top of me in bed, proudly displaying her ring to me. I seized her arm and flung her to the floor, only to wake up afterwards.
Despite its remarkable realism, the experience felt as though it had actually
occurred. Adding to the incredibility, my son claimed to have heard a noise emanating from my room. To compound the astonishment, Gertrude Lodge, the woman who haunted my nightmare, arrived at my house that very morning. My son had previously encountered her and she had offered to procure him some new shoes.
It appears that she gives gifts to the poor, causing me to feel guilty for disliking her despite her kindness. I encountered her again a few weeks later, and our conversation shifted towards health. Curiously, when I asked about her well-being, she revealed an arm with a discoloured appearance reminiscent of someone mishandling it - much like in my dream. When I inquired about the timing of this incident, she mentioned it occurred a fortnight ago, aligning perfectly with the time of my dream. This cannot be mere happenstance; in the past, some individuals have labeled me as a witch. Could it be feasible that I possess such powers? It weighs heavily on my conscience to desire harm upon her, especially considering my genuine fondness for her. Entry 4/5 - Curiously enough, encounters with Gertrude seem to be happening more frequently as of late.
As Gertrude's arm worsens, it shrivels and bears the resemblance of four fingers, almost like finger marks. Gertrude mentioned this when I requested to view her arm. Despite seeking medical help and trying different remedies, none of them have been successful. Even Gertrude's husband believes someone has intentionally harmed her arm. Due to her arm, her husband is starting to harbor dislike towards her. While I feel guilty for causing her physical pain, I cannot help but be somewhat content knowing
Edward may be growing less fond of her due to the slight diminishment of her beauty.
Gertrude has inquired about Conjuror Trendle and expressed her desire to see him. She has been informed that I possess knowledge of his whereabouts, implying that I might possess some supernatural powers to know about a sorcerer like Trendle. If Trendle were to disclose to Gertrude that I am responsible for her curse, what actions would she take? I attempted to avoid accompanying her, but there is no possibility of evading it. Entry 5/6: Today, we paid a visit to Conjuror Trendle. It was a five-mile walk to Egdon. Fortunately, he was present at his residence upon our arrival. He examined Gertrude's arm and proclaimed that "medicine cannot heal it...
The narrator expressed concern, fearing that someone had intentionally caused the situation. The man assured her of his ability to prove his innocence upon request. They requested me to step outside and wait while they demonstrated. Leaving the door slightly open, I had a partial view of what occurred inside. He took a tumbler from the dresser and filled it with water almost to the brim. Then, he prepared an egg and cracked it against the edge of the glass, allowing only the egg white to enter while preserving the yolk intact. Leaning over the table, he instructed Gertrude to pay close attention as he inquired if she could observe any resemblance of a face or figure in the glass. Although I couldn't discern her response clearly, she whispered something.
When she emerged, I inquired about what she had witnessed but she hesitated to disclose. Her response was, "Did you suggest that
we come here initially?" Subsequently, she remarked, "It would be exceedingly peculiar if it actually was you!" Her reaction was likely triggered by my expression. Final Entry - We will no longer reside in Holmstoke as my son and I have made the decision to depart. Ever since encountering Conjuror Trendle, Gertrude has been uncommunicative towards me. There are rumors circulating that I am accountable for her nonfunctional arm which now hangs useless at her side. Hopefully, my son and I can find a place where we are unfamiliar to others.
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