With a special blend of importance, imagery and setting Mansfield brings us into the world of “Miss Brill”. The story is told in the third person; the storyteller mainly functions as the voice of Miss Brill. By informing the story through the eyes of Miss Brill, Mansfield has the ability to communicate to the reader the solitude and the lack of self-awareness of the primary character. She gives no description as to the Miss Brill’s past, leaving it to the readers to draw their own conclusions.
At the very same time the author supplies hints from which the reader can obtain the style of this story.
The central theme of “Miss Brill” is the pain of isolation, and unintended efforts to experience life through the experiences of overall strangers. Miss Brill, has numerous symbols that plainly explain that Miss Brill is an old house maid without close contacts. First Of All, Miss Brill resides in northern France mentor English. She is an immigrant everybody she knows, with the exception of her students and a senior man, lives in England.
This makes Miss Brill a stranger in a strange land despite the fact that she speaks French.
Another factor the reader can inform Miss Brill is alone originates from the title. She has never been wed and therefore has no family. Likewise brill is French for bearded. Symbolically bearded people are old. These are some signs that point the isolation and age consider Miss Brill. From the beginning of the narrative it emerges that Miss Brill is starving for heat and companionship. She tenderly touches her fur as if it were a cherished family pet when she rubs “the life into the dim little eyes” (p. 0) of the old fox boa. Another indication of Miss Brill’s requirement for companionship appears in her understanding of the music which the band is dipping into the Jardins Publiques: “It was like some one playing with only the household to listen (p. 50).” Despite of her isolation, she is considering herself a part of this family that the band is amusing with its music. However in truth she is more of an observer, a observer, and not an active participant in life as it unfolds at the Jardins Publiques.
She is eagerly anticipating eavesdropping on other individuals’s conversations, believing herself to be quite an expert in remaining unnoticed. Miss Brill embraces a more crucial, sometimes even hostile, mindset towards the women that she observes in the park than towards their male buddies. She seems to view the man who shares her “special” seat as “a fine old male,” while the woman is “a big old woman (p. 50).” When she recollects the events of the previous Sunday at the park, she remembers a patient Englishman with the challenging to please spouse, whom “Miss Brill wished to shake (p. 0).” These observation of the females carry possibly a note of envy that she feels towards the females who have male friendship. At this point in the story the reader still does not know much about her, except that she is a lonely observer. Then among her observations about the “odd, quiet, almost all old people, and from the method they gazed they looked as though they ‘d simply originate from dark little spaces or perhaps– even cabinets! (p. 51)” whom she sees every Sunday at the park tips to the reader that she might be among those individuals.
The pieces of the puzzle, of course, fall into place at the end of the story, when her room is described as “the little dark room-her room like a cupboard (p. 52).” This is the conclusion of the story, when Miss Brill is able to see herself and her environments in the new light. Her new self-awareness is brought about by disparaging remarks of the young enthusiasts who describe Miss Brill as “that silly old thing (p. 52),” and to her precious fur as “a fried whiting (p. 52).” This is Miss Brill’s moment of surprise.
She is as old as the other park-goers, her fur is a pitiful necklet, and she foregoes her typical Sunday slice of honeycake. In spite of her freshly discovered self-awareness, Miss Brill still denies some of her own feelings when “she thought she heard something weeping (p. 52)” at the very end of the story. The tears are clearly her own. Yet another look at the very same lines of the story you understand that the young man and woman are repulsed by her not really because of how she is dressed but she and the other older people represent their own mortality and one day they understand they too may be like this.