THE ELEMENT OF PROSE OF “MISS HERRIET” NOVEL

         

THE ELEMENT OF PROSE OF “MISS HERRIET”


I. PLOT

A.    INTRODUCTION

The author try to tell about his real life as a free painter who loved the wandering life, moved from one place to another to make studies and sketches from nature.

B.     RISING ACTION

He tells us about his experience for having rendezvous. One upon day when he met the other major character, MISS HERRIET. He began to observe and analyze who exactly miss Herriet was, and he interested to know about her. He called her as a ‘DEMONIAC’ because of her bad and strange attitude.

C.     CLIMAX

The author finally involved the conversation with miss herriet and try to know each other deeper. She began to feel comfortable in such way, and she started to get her visible happiness, she had a desire to live happily from the painter. Her life very hopeful then, but unfortunately when she rose all of her hopes, her adoration would leave her soon and the most tragic thing was when she saw him gave a kiss for a servant. She was very upset and she was suicide by fallen into the well.

D.     FALLING ACTION

After finding miss herriet’s death body, the author wanted to give his last honour. He knew that he was the only closest person of her, and he regretted of being disappointed.

E.      SOLUTION 

The author took a pity and felt very sorry for her. He then understood that miss Herriet was not like what he thought before, he regretted everything especially when he knew her good side.

  II.           SETTING

a.      SETTING OF PLACE                  : Etretat, Tancarville.

SETTING OF TIME                   : At daybreak and early rising of sun on autumn.

SETTING OF ATMOSPHERE     : The air was very fresh, it was a sunny and beautiful day.

b.      SETTING OF PLACE                  : Coast of Normandy,from inn to inn.

SETTING OF TIME                   : Day and night.

SETTING OF ATMOSPHERE     : Enjoyable, happy-go-lucky, wandering life, perfectly free.

c.       SETTING OF PLACE                  : Village of Benouville, at the same country where   they are.

SETTING OF TIME                   : At the sunny morning.

SETTING OF ATMOSPHERE     : It was on the beautiful place that could be seen from the cliff. It was the day of liberty and freedom for the author.

d.      SETTING OF PLACE                  : Mother Lecacheur’s house.

SETTING OF TIME                   : It was the month of May.

SETTING OF ATMOSPHERE     : It was full of apple flowers in the court, with the real country situation.

     III.      POINT OF VIEW

                The story used the first person point of view, because the author took a part in the story and became the main figure.

     IV.        THEME

             Love could change anyone, to be better or worse. Made everything impossible to- be possible. Love also can make person who pure of morals to be familiar, can love other person tenderly and passionately. 

VI.     STYLE

           The author used a humble language when he explained the story and easy to understand, he explained very detail, especially for the character and their manner.

     

                                        

VII.                   CHARACTER

A.      COMTE  D’ETRAILLE : a timid person and always panic in such way.

B.      RENE LEMANOAR     : funny and care to each other.

C.      BARONESS DE SERENNES : faithful to her husband.

D.     LEON CHENAL: he is a handsome, strong, proud of physique, very popular painter.

E.      DUC DE RICHELIEU: very romantic and poetical.

F.       CALESTE: fat, rosy, fresh, strong, loyal, patient.

G.     SAPEUR: loyal, funny.

H.     MOTHER LECACHEUR: an old country lady, wrinkled and austere, very kind, and she is a widow.

I.        MISS HERRIET: thin, tall, have a red cheeks, have a mummy face and grey hair.

THE MAJOR CHARACTER

1.      LEON CHENAL as a protagonist from the beginning until the end of the story.

2.      MISS HERRIET at the beginning as an antagonist but she became the protagonist at last.

THE MINOR CHARACTER

The others character are the minor character.

VIII.            TECHNIQUE OF WRITING

                  The technique of writing of this story is full of love to nature and person. And a tragic life inside it.

IX.          SYNOPSYS

Leon chenal is a painter who loved wandering life, to feel free, having honeymoon trips with nature. One day, he was following at a walking pace with his friends. They asked him to tell a love-story which he involved .

Then he started to tell the story, at that time he was twenty- five years old, he was daubing a long the coast of Normandy, with a knapsack on one’s back, from inn to inn. In wandering trough the same country where they are that year, he came one day to the little village of Benouville, on the rocky coast between  Yport and Etretat. He had walked since morning on the close-clipped grass, as smooth and yielding as a carpet, which grows along the edge of chalk falling sheer down into sea. He had passed a happy day, a day of liberty and freedom from care. Then he reach the hamlet , he presented himself at the house of mother Lecacheur. The old country woman, he hired the room there. Mother Lecacheur told that she had an English lady who occupied the other room.

Suddenly the wooden gate which opened on the highway was opened. And a strange person walked toward the house, with a strange appearance too, she passed quickly and enter the house. He knew her name Miss Herriet at last. He knew that she appeared so singular that she did not displease him. Everybody called her: heretic, atheis,demoniac. She never talked to others.

One day when he painted, miss Herriet saw his painting and surprisingly

She was admire on his picture and became friendly and familiar.

Since that day she was a good creature who had a kind of soul on springs, which became enthusiastic at a bound. She accompanied him everyday with visible pleasure. She had changed somewhat in her manner. after staying for a few day he decided that his only course was to leave the place, he said to mother Lecacheur about his plan to leave and the woman surprised and troubled. He glanced at miss Herriet out of the corner of his eye, her countenance did not change in the least. And the dinner being at length over, he went outside to smoke, and caleste, the servant gave him a trickling sensation of kisses on the lips. It was Miss Herriet, who had come upon them, who had seen them and who stood in front of them motionless as a specter. Then she disappeared in the darkness. Toward morning no one had seem her, she did not appear for breakfast. Nobody seemed surprised at this, though mother lecacheur went to her room, but the English woman had gone out, she must have set out at break of day, as she often did to see the sun rise. Until the time had came, he begged the servant to bring a pitcher of cold water. But the servant returned announcing that the well was dry and it was unusual, there must be something in the well.

The other servant claimed ”it was a horse fallen in the well” but when chenal recognized the woman who was down there was Miss Herriet. After they pulled up her death body, they carried her into the room. And as a woman did not appearance, he, with the assistance of the lad, dressed a corpse for burial.

Then he went to fetch some flowers, poppies, corn-flowers, marguerites, and fresh, sweet-smelling grass, with which to strew her funeral couch. Being the only person near her, it was necessary for him to fulfill the usual formalities.

What unhappy being there were! He felt that upon that human creature weighed the eternal injustice of implacable nature. Life was over with her without her ever having experiences, perhaps, that which sustains the most miserable of us all—the hope of being once loved. Why did she love everything so tenderly and passionately, everything living that was not a man?

She suffered no longer, she had changed her life for that of others yet to be born. Hours passed away in the silent and sinister communion with the dead.

He opened the window wide, he drew back the curtains, so that the whole heavens might look in upon them. The bending toward the glassy corpse, he took in his hands the mutilated head, and slowly, without terror or disgust,  imprinted a long, long kiss upon those lips, which had never before received the salute of love.

From the story above we can learn that love can change everything in our life // BRTJAYA"09