"breakfast At Tiffany's" Question + Texte

Sujet du devoir

Bonjour, je dois répondre à 11 question sur un texte de Truman Capote mais j'ai beaucoup de difficultés.
J'aimerais avoir un peu d'appui sans forcement que vous répondiez à toutes les question mais me résumer (en anglais) un peu le texte et répondant à quelques questions me serais vraiment d'une grande contribution. Je suis complètement bloquée. 

Texte : 
 "It is only a question of grieving," he firmly declared. "When the sadness came, first she throws the drink she is drinking. The bottle. Those books. A lamp. Then I am scared. I hurry to bring a doctor."

      "But why?" I wanted to know. "Why should she have a fit over, Rusty? If I were her, I'd celebrate."

      "Rusty?"

      I was still carrying my newspaper, and showed him the headline.

      "Oh, that." He grinned rather scornfully. "They do us a grand favor, Rusty and Mag. We laugh over it: how they think they break our hearts when all the time we want them to run away. I assure you, we were laughing when the sadness came." His eyes searched the litter on the floor; he picked up a ball of yellow paper. "This," he said.

      It was a telegram from Tulip, Texas: Received notice young Fred killed in action overseas stop your husband and children join in the sorrow of our mutual loss stop letter follows love Doc. Holly never mentioned her brother again: except once. Moreover, she stopped calling me Fred. June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone. Her hair darkened, she put on weight. She became rather careless about her clothes: used to rush round to the delicatessen wearing a rain-slicker and nothing underneath. José moved into the apartment, his name replacing Mag Wildwood's on the mailbox. Still, Holly was a good deal alone, for José stayed in Washington three days a week. During his absences she entertained no one and seldom left the apartment except on Thursdays, when she made her weekly trip to Ossining.

      Which is not to imply that she had lost interest in life; far from it, she seemed more content, altogether happier than I'd ever seen her. A keen sudden un-Holly-like enthusiasm for homemaking resulted in several un-Holly-like purchases: at a Parke-Bernet auction she acquired a stag-at-bay hunting tapestry and, from the William Randolph Hearst estate, a gloomy pair of Gothic "easy" chairs; she bought the complete Modern Library, shelves of classical records, innumerable. Metropolitan Museum reproductions (including a statue of a Chinese cat that her own cat hated and hissed at and ultimately broke), a Waring mixer and a pressure cooker and a library of cook books. She spent whole hausfrau afternoons slopping about in the sweatbox of her midget kitchen: "José says I'm better than the Colony. Really, who would have dreamed I had such a great natural talent? A month ago I couldn't scramble eggs." And still couldn't, for that matter. Simple dishes, steak, a proper salad, were beyond her. Instead, she fed José, and occasionally myself, outré soups (brandied black terrapin poured into avocado shells) Nero-ish novelties (roasted pheasant stuffed with pomegranates and persimmons) and other dubious innovations (chicken and saffron rice served with a chocolate sauce: "An East Indian classic, my dear.") Wartime sugar and cream rationing restricted her imagination when it came to sweets nevertheless, she once managed something called Tobacco Tapioca: best not describe it.

      Nor describe her attempts to master Portuguese, an ordeal as tedious to me as it was to her, for whenever I visited her an album of Linguaphone records never ceased rotating on the phonograph. Now, too, she rarely spoke a sentence that did not begin, "After we're married " or "When we move to Rio " Yet José had never suggested marriage. She admitted it. "But, after all, he knows I'm preggers. Well, I am, darling. Six weeks gone. I don't see why that should surprise you. It didn't me. Not un peu bit. I'm delighted. I want to have at least nine.

Questions :

Rysty Trawler has married Mag Wildwood, Holly's former roommate and also a model who had been engaged to José a Brazilian diplomat who is now Holly's boyfriend.

1) What is happening to holly  now ?
2) What mistake does the narrator make ?
3) What is the real cause ?
4) What are the main direst consequences ?
Explain in terms of :
a) conversation
b) timetable
c) appearance
d) accomodation
e) habits
5) Find what Ossining refers to ? (On the Internet or in a dictionary).
6) What is the radical change in Holly's attitude ? Explain the title
7) Answer question n3 in the guidelines.
8) Show the narrator's irony.
a) cooking
b)Portuguese
9) What does José represent for Holly ? What about Rio ?
10) What can the reader suspect about him ?
11) How do you interpret Holly's last words ?

Où j'en suis dans mon devoir

J'ai pour l'instant esayer de traduire le texte en français mais ça ne m'avance pas beaucoup pour les questions