Bates to come home, there is a battle between light and dark, heat and cold. These are powerfully suggestive symbols of good and bad. Entering the scene, "the kitchen was small and full of firelight; red coals piled glowing up the chimney mouth. All the life of the room seemed in the white, warm hearth and the steel fender reflecting the red fire" (Lawrence). The fire is a good indicator of the anger that burned inside Elizabeth as she expected, once again, for her husband to be late. Later in the scene however, the fire began to go out and become a dull red. Annie, Elizabeth's daughter, describes it as "beautiful," and "full of little caves -- and it feels so nice, and you can fair smell it" (Lawrence). The fire has become a source of warmth and pleasantness, it is beautiful and it is good. As the coals struggle to maintain their red glow, the reader senses Elizabeth's hope that her husband will soon be home, maybe earlier than usual, before they have to "bring him in" (Lawrence). This hope is extinguished as quickly as the fire dies and the darkness creeps in. Elizabeth is soon forced to produce light of her own in the oil lamp above the table.
As a tone of darkness continues to seep into the story, Elizabeth's fear becomes greater until, in the very last scene, Elizabeth sits in the cold, dark parlor over her dead husband. Leading up to this point, Elizabeth finds herself wandering through the dark of night to find some trace of her husband. The first place she comes to is the home of Mrs. Rigley, who insists upon fetching Mr. Rigley, a fellow miner. As Elizabeth waits in Mrs. Rigley's kitchen, her state of mind is reflected in the state of the room. The table was scattered with the leftovers of a meal, and "there were little frocks and trousers and childish undergarments on the squab and on the floor, and a litter of playthings everywhere" (Lawrence). The untidiness and confusion in the room illustrated too well the confused emotions, fear, anxiety, and uncertainty that Elizabeth held inside her.
Once, however, Elizabeth was home once again, preparing the parlor for the arrival of her husband's body, the room echoed her sudden certainty and dread. The room was tiny, "cold and damp, but she could not make a fire, there was no fireplace" (Lawrence). In the room stood two vases with chrysanthemums -- the very symbol of her relationship with her husband. It is said early on with...
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