The Setting and Atmosphere of Sikes and Nancy,The Black Cottage, and The Treasure In The Forest

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Comparing the setting and atmosphere of Sikes and Nancy written by

CHARLES DICKENS in 1869, The Black Cottage written by WILKIE COLLINS

in 1859 and The Treasure In The Forest written by HERBERT GEORGE (HG)

Wells in 1895.

Three Victorian plays

I am going to study the setting and atmosphere of three short stories

written in the Victorian era, I will attempt to understand how the

Victorian society was based on these texts. Sikes and Nancy written by

CHARLES DICKENS in 1869, The Black Cottage written by WILKIE COLLINS

in 1859 and The Treasure In The Forest written by HERBERT GEORGE (HG)

Wells in 1895.

Sikes and Nancy

This story was set in the dark gloomy streets of London near the

London bridge. The bridge runs over the river Thames and the setting

is around the docklands. A man called Fagin ran a crude gang of

paupers that robbed people and did various other criminal deeds. He

was the leader but second in command was a man called Bill Sikes.

Nancy was the name of Sikes`s girlfriend she was a working girl. Fagin

expects unquestionable loyalty from Nancy but he has suspected that

her loyalty has strayed to Sikes. Fagin wants Nancy to forget about

her past and have no thought about her old life. Nancy found some new

friends which Fagin was curious about. So much so that he sent a young

man called Noah to “shadow” Nancy as she goes out to her meeting with

her new friends. Noah keeps caution and stealth at mind, which helped

him avoid being detected. Nancy had finished her meeting with Rose and

Mr Brownlow over the bridge. Noah’s footsteps were heard retreating

after the meeting was over. Noah rushes as fast as his legs could

manage and reports this news to Fagin. Fagin told bill repeat the news

to S...

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...rouching on his side, he was moving rashly and spasmodically.

Hooker knew the plant, he had seen a tribe of jungle people use it as

poison in their blow darts. Evans told Hooker to take the ingots and

get out of there, Hooker packed up the ingots into Evans jacket. While

he was doing this he felt a little prick on the ball of his thumb, he

pulled the thorn out and endeavoured in vain to suck the poison out,

there was nothing he could do for Evans or himself. Hooker never

really thought about Chang-chi but he thought what the map had said,

“my secret is well guarded.” Hooker knew finally what he had meant by

this and just imagined his grin while looking at his companion. Evans

who was twitching like a fish on dry land with its last breath at any

moment and Hooker crouched while sitting could do nothing more than

become statues of failure in their dire hour.

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