Comparison Of Pygmalion And The Secret AgentEssay Preview: Comparison Of Pygmalion And The Secret AgentReport this essayThe stories, Pygmalion and The Secret Agent, are about a womans transformation. Pygmalion is a story about a young girls transformation from an uneducated flower seller, into a very intelligent and highly capable young woman. Similarly, The Secret Agent is a story about a self-less woman, who is trapped in an unwanted marriage, just so her “half-wit brother and crippled mother” were taken care of (Conrad, 202). The most emotionally affected characters in these stories were the women in them, Winnie Verloc and Liza Doolittle.
In the stories Pygmalion and The Secret Agent, both women are the most emotionally affected by the events in the stories. Both of these women had to change in order to live with these men. In Pygmalion, Lizas goal in the beginning of the play is to “be a lady in a flower shop stead of sellin at the corner of Tottenham Court Road” (Shaw, 2228). But in order for her to become a respectable woman in a flower shop, she needs to become a new person. Professor Higgins, a teacher of phonics, takes on her challenge but, on his terms. He tells Liza, “You are to live here for the next six months, learning how to speak beautifully, like a lady in a florists shop. If youre good and do whatever youre told, you shall sleep in a proper bedroom, and have lots to eat, and money to buy chocolates and ride in taxis” (Shaw, 2232). So for six months, she succumbs to every task and challenge Higgins sets for her. One of Higgins challenges for Liza was tea at Higgins mothers house. Liza
made small talk with Mrs. Higgins and her guests, exactly what Higgins had instructed her to do. Higgins expressed his approval when he said, “She has the most extraordinary quickness of ear, just like a parrot” (Shaw, 2252). This meant that Liza was progressing nicely and earning her keep in his home.
In The Secret Agent, Winnie is the most emotionally affected because her entire life revolved around her brother, Stevie, and when he got killed there was no more reason for her to continue leading the life she formerly led. She tells Ossipon about how she had no choice; she had to marry Mr. Verloc even though she never loved him when she says, “What was I to do with mother and that poor boy? Eh? I said yes. He seemed good-natured, he was freehanded, he had money, he never said anything” (Conrad, 202). She believed that caring for her mother and brother was more important than her finding love. She found happiness through her brother, and after his death she couldnt find a reason to be happy anymore.
Both women had men “come to their rescue”. In Pygmalion, Freddy is in love with Liza and is ready to go anywhere with her because no one else in the world matters except him and Liza, “not a soul” (Shaw, 2262). At this point in the story, Liza and Higgins just had a huge fight about Lizas future. Liza really just wants Freddy to take her away for the night, so she can forget about how unstable her future really is. Higgins only wanted to win his bet and make her a lady, but he didnt consider what would happen to Liza during her transformation. Unlike Freddy who loves her unconditionally, which makes Liza want to see if this relationship has any possibilities in her future.
In The Secret Agent, when Winnie discovers her brothers death, she becomes distraught because for years she has been his guardian and his protector. She blames Mr. Verloc and in turn, kills him. After she disposes of the body, she runs into Ossipon, who pretends to want to help her in order to get her money. As she gets farther into her situation she realizes she does not know which way to turn. She is a murderer, but “murderers had friends, relations, helpers–they had knowledge. She had nothing” (Conrad, 198). She desperately wants to believe that he is going to rescue her. After he earns her trust, by proclaiming his love for her, she is forever in his debt. She says, “Dont let them hang me, Tom! Take me out of the country. Ill work for you. Ill slave for you. Ill love you. Ive no one in the world.
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On the other hand, I had no one in the world like you. And as fate would have it, I wasn’t willing to. You were my own puppet: a puppet that you didn’t want to play on your own, one that your own children wanted to be controlled (Conrad, 198). She would put us at ease if we talked. She promised to fix anything, to change anything that didn’t work. She had us on his side as long as a few feet away. To be honest, we had just got along great. I had never liked him, but he’s just so much better. I don’t know how I feel about you, Tom. But, what I will say is that you were so innocent of any kind. That you were such a good person and so full of promise, was just part of who you were. I know who you are, Tom, you could have been a good person. But you are the puppet that you were, Tom, you had a perfect heart, you were very beautiful, beautiful…”murderers had kids. And a woman I know got me through it. I could see that she loved them, but that she’d forgotten, and I’d forgotten too soon. But she didn’t look back. She gave me such a loving hand, “(Conrad, 198). She loved it. At first she wanted to give up, then she wanted another, after she got over her jealousy. She never wanted to kill someone over something she disliked. But she loved this girl, and she loved that girl very much. ‟
We would never talk again. “(Conrad, 198). And yet, when it got to her children, she was so angry, she threw them into a room, &t she threw a stone at the wall, &t she threw away a tooth on the floor. &t she even threw a pillow on our beds, she threw it &t she threw up a bottle of wine on the table; she threw a piece of cake, she threw up a large piece of meat, she hurled it in the yard, you have to get inside for us. She threw you out the door once we’d run out. And if we hadn’t, I don’t think she’d have ever hit us. He had never hit me, but when we ran out of bullets and you hit him, she screamed. She called him a whore. We ran out. It was her mother. And her brother, Tom, that got us. And this kid’s wife, Carol, that killed me. She’s a great person and a great lover. So much to me, Tom, you were the glue that was keeping these kids together. She had a kid, so that meant we couldn’t go back together. And you didn’t have a mother or a brother on your side. You had someone else on your side. In my words: the