"'How could you give me life, and take from me all the inappreciable things that raise it from the state of conscious death? Where are the graces of my soul? Where are the sentiments of my heart? What have you done, O father, what have you done, with the garden that should have bloomed once, in this great wilderness here!'" (208)
Louisa's repetition of questions to her father is truly a sentiment to Dickens' masterful writing. In demanding the whereabouts of her emotion, passion, and all that gives individuals humanity, each question stabs at the reader with an increase in tension. In the final sentence where Louisa asks of where her "garden" is, Dickens' exquisitely captures the desperate symbolization of her oppressed self, creating an aura of absolute anguish.
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