Reading Blanche’s directions to get to the apartment area what do you believe is the inferential point that the author is trying to send to the reader
After reading the play respond to the question below:
After Reading Blanche’s directions to get to the apartment area what do you believe is the inferential point that the author is trying to send to the reader? Fully explain yourself.
[She continues to laugh. Blanche comes around the corner, currying a valise. She looks at a slip of paper, then at the building, then again at the slip and again at the building. Her expression is one of shocked disbelief. Her appearance is incongruous to this setting. She is daintily dressed in a white suit with a fluffy bodice, necklace and earrings of pearl, white gloves and hat, looking as if she were arriving at a summer tea or cocktail party in the garden district. She is about five years older than Stella. Her delicate beauty must avoid a strong light. There is something about her uncertain manner, as well as her white clothes, that suggests a moth.]
EUNICE [finally]:
What’s the matter, honey? Are you lost?
BLANCHE [with faintly hysterical humor]:
They told me to take a streetcar named Desire, and then transfer to one called Cemeteries and ride six blocks and get off at–Elysian Fields!
EUNICE:
That’s where you are now. BLANCHE:
At Elysian Fields?
EUNICE:
This here is Elysian Fields.
BLANCHE:
They mustn’t have understood what number I wanted.
EUNICE:
What number you lookin’ for?
[Blanche wearily refers to the slip of paper.]
BLANCHE:
Six thirty-two.
EUNICE:
You don’t have to look no further.
BLANCHE [uncomprehendingly]:
I’m looking for my sister, Stella DuBois. I mean–Mrs. Stanley Kowalski. EUNICE:
That’s the party.–You just did miss her, though.
BLANCHE:
This–can this be–her home?
EUNICE:
She’s got the downstairs here and I got the up.
BLANCHE:
Oh. She’s–out?
EUNICE:
You noticed that bowling alley around the corner?
BLANCHE:
I’m–not sure I did.
EUNICE:
Well, that’s where she’s at, watchin’ her husband bowl.
[There is a pause]
You want to leave your suitcase here an’ go find her?
BLANCHE:
No.
NEGRO WOMAN:
I’ll go tell her you come.
BLANCHE:
Thanks.
NEGRO WOMAN:
You welcome.
[She goes out.]
EUNICE:
She wasn’t expecting you?
BLANCHE:
No. No, not tonight.
EUNICE:
Well, why don’t you just go in and make yourself at home till they get back. BLANCHE:
How could I–do that?
EUNICE:
We own this place so I can let you in.
[She gets up and opens the downstairs door. A light goes on behind the blind, turning it light blue. Blanche slowly follows her into the downstairs flat. The surrounding areas dim out as the interior is lighted.]
[Two rooms can be seen, not too clearly defined. The one first entered is primarily a kitchen but contains a folding bed to be used by Blanche. The room beyond this is a bedroom. Off this room is a narrow door to a bathroom.]
EUNICE [defensively, noticing Blanche’s look]:
It’s sort of messed up right now but when it’s clean it’s real sweet. BLANCHE:
Is it?
EUNICE:
Uh, huh, I think so. So you’re Stella’s sister?
BLANCHE:
Yes.
[Wanting to get rid of her]
Thanks for letting me in.
EUNICE:
Por nada, as the Mexicans say, por nada! Stella spoke of you. BLANCHE:
Yes?
EUNICE:
I think she said you taught school.
BLANCHE:
Yes.
EUNICE:
And you’re from Mississippi, huh?
BLANCHE:
Yes.
EUNICE:
She showed me a picture of your home-place, the plantation. BLANCHE:
Belle Reve?
EUNICE:
A great big place with white columns.
BLANCHE:
Yes…
EUNICE:
A place like that must be awful hard to keep up. BLANCHE:
If you will excuse me. I’m just about to drop.
EUNICE:
Sure, honey. Why don’t you set down?
BLANCHE:
What I meant was I’d like to be left alone.
EUNICE:
Aw. I’ll make myself scarce, in that case.
BLANCHE:
I didn’t mean to be rude, but–
EUNICE:
I’ll drop by the bowling alley an’ hustle her up.
[She goes out the door.]
[Blanche sits in a chair very stiffly with her shoulders slightly hunched and her legs pressed close together and her hands tightly clutching her purse as if she were quite cold. After a while the blind look goes out of her eyes and she begins to look slowly around. A cat screeches. She catches her breath with a startled gesture. Suddenly she notices something in a half-opened closet. She springs up and crosses to it, and removes a whiskey bottle. She pours a half tumbler of whiskey and tosses it down. She carefully replaces the bottle and washes out the tumbler at the sink. Then she resumes her seat in front of the table.
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