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Lamb to the Slaughter. Roald Dahl. The room was warm and clean, the curtains drawn, the two table lamps alight- hers and the one by the empty chair opposite. Lamb to the Slaughter by Roald Dahl (). The room was warm and clean, the curtains drawn, the two table lamps alight – hers and the one by the. LITERARY FOCUS: TWO KINDS OF IRONY. “Lamb to the Slaughter” contains two kinds of irony. The use of irony upsets our expectations of how the story will.
LitCharts Teacher Editions. Symbols All Symbols. That was fine. She loved to luxuriate in the presence of this man, and to feel-almost as a sunbather feels the sun-that warm male glow that came out of him to her when they were alone together. She rehearsed it several times more. She took his coat and hung it in the closer.
Now and again she would glance up at the clock, but without anxiety, merely to please herself with the thought that each minute gone by made it nearer the time when he would come. There was a slow smiling air about her, and about everything she did. The drop of a head as she bent over her sewing was curiously tranquil.
Her skin -for this was her sixth month with child-had acquired a wonderful translucent quality, the mouth was soft, and the eyes, with their new placid look, seemed larger darker than before. When the clock said ten minutes to five, she began to listen, and a few moments later, punctually as always, she heard the tires on the gravel outside, and the car door slamming, the footsteps passing the window, the key turning in the lock.
She laid aside her sewing, stood up, and went forward to kiss him as he came in. She took his coat and hung it in the closer. Then she walked over and made the drinks, a strongish one for him, a weak one for herself; and soon she was back again in her chair with the sewing, and he in the other, opposite, holding the tall glass with both hands, rocking it so the ice cubes tinkled against the side.
For her, this was always a blissful time of day. She loved to luxuriate in the presence of this man, and to feel-almost as a sunbather feels the sun-that warm male glow that came out of him to her when they were alone together.
She loved him for the way he sat loosely in a chair, for the way he came in a door, or moved slowly across the room with long strides. She loved intent, far look in his eyes when they rested in her, the funny shape of the mouth, and especially the way he remained silent about his tiredness, sitting still with himself until the whiskey had taken some of it away.
He lifted his glass and drained it in one swallow although there was still half of it, at least half of it left.. She moved uneasily in her chair. Lamb to the Slaughter!
When he came back. Everything was automatic now-down the steps to the cellar. I hope not anyway. She lifted it out. He had finished the second drink and was staring down into the glass. It was wrapped in paper.
She noticed there was a little muscle moving near the corner of his left eye. The voice sounded peculiar too. She stepped back a pace. All right. Then she washed her hands and ran upstairs to the bedroom. She might just as well have hit him with a steel club.
She began thinking very fast. Mary Maloney simply walked up behind him and without any pause she swung the big frozen leg of lamb high in the air and brought it down as hard as she could on the back of his head.
As the wife of a detective. That was fine. What were the laws about murderers with unborn children? Did they kill then both-mother and child? Or did they wait until the tenth month? What did they do? She tried again. All right then. She came out slowly. She carried it upstairs.
It made no difference to her. It was extraordinary. The violence of the crash. She sat down before the mirror. On the other hand. She tried a smile.
She carried the meat into the kitchen. In fact. Then he crashed to the carpet.
It came out rather peculiar. I got a nice leg of lamb from the freezer. Two of those. Both the smile and the voice were coming out better now. Then she ran downstairs. What you going to give him for afterwards?
You want these Idaho potatoes? I know he likes that. She rehearsed it several times more. It was easy. No acting was necessary. Patrick Maloney going home with the vegetables on Thursday evening to cook supper for her husband. All the old love and longing for him welled up inside her. A few minutes later she got up and went to the phone. Come quick!
And thank you. She know the number of the police station. Mind you. Patrick Maloney. Do everything right and natural. She was just going home with the vegetables. She know them both-she know nearly all the man at that precinct-and she fell right into a chair. Would they mind awfully of she stayed just where she was until she felt better.
While she was talking. Which grocer? There was a great deal of whispering and muttering beside the corpse. In fifteen minutes he was back with a page of notes. They were exceptionally nice to her. First a doctor. Jack Noonan asked. Then the fingerprint man went away.. She told her story again.
Plot Summary. Lamb to the Slaughter. LitCharts Teacher Editions. Teach your students to analyze literature like LitCharts does. Detailed explanations, analysis, and citation info for every important quote on LitCharts. The original text plus a side-by-side modern translation of every Shakespeare play. LitCharts From the creators of SparkNotes, something better. Lamb to the Slaughter by Roald Dahl.
Download this LitChart! Themes All Themes. Symbols All Symbols. Theme Wheel. Themes and Colors Key. LitCharts assigns a color and icon to each theme in Lamb to the Slaughter , which you can use to track the themes throughout the work. The scene is warm and cozy. There are two lamps, two chairs, and two glasses on the table, and drinks and fresh ice ready to be mixed. Mary Maloney is at home alone, sitting across from an empty chair and waiting for her husband to return from work.
Active Themes. Gender and Marriage. Related Quotes with Explanations. She is described in bodily terms — in terms of her body: When her husband arrives home, Mary greets him with a kiss and an endearment, hangs his coat up for him, and prepares drinks for them both, a strong one for him and a weaker one for herself, before returning to her sewing as he sits down with his whiskey.
Mary fulfills the roles of caregiver and domestic servant through these loving gestures. The fact that Patrick does not reciprocate them highlights the power imbalance of their relationship, which also manifests in the way she prepares their drinks.
As a housewife, Mary is expected to stay in the private sphere of domesticity while her husband goes to work; she has been home alone all day, with no one to talk to. The power imbalance between Mary and her husband is further skewed by her view of him as almost godlike. Download it! Contrary to their usual ritual, the husband downs half his glass in one swallow and goes to get more, ordering Mary to sit down when she tries to help him.
When he returns, his glass has even more whiskey than before.
Mary tries to sympathize with the difficulty of his job as a detective, but he ignores her. The husband reinforces his patriarchal power by giving Mary orders and refusing to acknowledge her efforts as his emotional caregiver. Mary repeatedly asks her husband if he would like something to eat, offering suggestions and insisting that he eat.
He refuses every time, telling her again to sit down when she gets up to fetch the food. While he stares down at his now empty glass, Mary waits nervously and scrutinizes him as he prepares to tell her something.
Mary , shocked and unwilling to believe what her husband has told her, decides to act as if nothing has happened. Absently, she goes down to the cellar and grabs a frozen leg of lamb for dinner. When she returns, her husband tells her not to bother, as he is leaving. Her husband, however, rejects both her meal and her.
Without warning, Mary walks up to her husband and bashes the back of his head with the frozen leg of lamb , which the narrator notes is as effective as a steel club. Mary carries out her own sudden betrayal by killing her husband here.
Role Reversals. The noise brings Mary out of shock as she recognizes that her husband is dead. Unsure of the consequences for her baby, she resolves to cover up the crime.
However, her resolution to survive suggests that her concern for her child exceeds her concern for herself and her marriage.
To do so, Mary puts the murder weapon, the leg of lamb , into the oven and lets it cook. She then washes her hands, fixes her appearance, and practices speaking to and smiling at an imaginary Sam the local grocer , trying to appear as normal as possible.