Y7 – 29/09/16

Due: 04/10 (Issued: 29/09)

Title: Adaptation


  • You are to adapt the extract from Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein from its current format (as narrative prose / a story) into a script
  • Remember to use the correct features for a script
  • Use stage directions for movement and emotion
  • Attribute dialogue to the right character(s)


  • Add an additional 2-4 lines of dialogue
  • Be specific about your use of emotions – verbs and adjectives


We ascended into my room, and the servant presently brought breakfast; but I was unable to contain myself. It was not joy only that possessed me; I felt my flesh tingle with excess of sensitiveness, and my pulse beat rapidly. I was unable to remain for a single instant in the same place; I jumped over the chairs, clapped my hands, and laughed aloud. Clerval at first attributed my unusual spirits to joy on his arrival; but when he observed me more attentively he saw a wildness in my eyes for which he could not account; and my loud, unrestrained, heartless laughter frightened and astonished him.

“My dear Victor,” cried he, “what, for God’s sake, is the matter? Do not laugh in that manner. How ill you are! What is the cause of all this?”

“Do not ask me,” cried I, putting my hands before my eyes for I thought I saw the dreaded spectre glide into the room; “he can tell. — Oh, save me! save me!” I imagined that the monster seized me; I struggled furiously, and fell down in a fit.

Poor Clerval! what must have been his feelings? A meeting, which he anticipated with such joy, so strangely turned to bitterness. But I was not the witness of his grief, for I collapsed lifeless.

By very slow degrees, I recovered, and as I did so, Clerval helped me to a chair. He was greatly relieved to see me alive.

“Dearest Clerval,” exclaimed I, “how kind, how very good you are to me. How shall I ever repay you?”

“You will repay me entirely if you do not discompose yourself. I may speak to you on one subject, may I not?”

I trembled. One subject! what could it be? Could he allude to an object on whom I dared not even think?

“Compose yourself,” said Clerval, who observed my change of colour, “I will not mention it, if it agitates you; but your father and cousin would be very happy if they received a letter from you in your own handwriting. They hardly know how ill you have been, and are uneasy at your long silence.”