Set was one of those pretty, young ladies, born as it through an error of destiny, into a family of clerks. She had no dowry, no hopes no means of becoming known, loved, and married by a man eithet rich clerk or distinguished: and she allowed herself to marry a in she was the office of the Board petty of Education. She was struple beil
She suffered Incessanity feeling herselt born for all delicacies Cand fuxuries. She suffered from the poverty of ber apartment the shabby walls and the worn chairs All these things tortured sod angered her.
When she seated herself for dinner opposite her husband who uncovered the tureen with a delighted air, saying "Oht the good I know nothing better than that... she would think of elegant dinners of sharing silver, she thought of the exquisite food served in marve dishes. She had neither frocks nor jewels, nothing. And she loved only those things,pospel She had a rich friend, a schoolmate at the convent, who she did not ike to visit- she suffered so much when she returned. She wept for whole days from despair and disappointment.
One evening her husband returned elated bearing in his hand a large envelope.
"Here," he said, "here is something for you.She quickly drew out a printed card on which were inscribed these words Instead of being delighted, as her husband had hoped, she threw the invitation spitefully upon the table murmuring. "What do you suppose?
"But, my dearie. I thought it would make you happy. You never go out. and this is an occasion, and a fine one! Everybody wishes one, and it is very select; not many are given to employees. You will see the whole official world there, She looked at him with an Irritated eye and declared impatiently. "What do you suppose I have to wear to such a thing as that?" He had not thought of that. he stammered. "Why, the dress you wear when we go to the theatre. It seems very pretty to
me..." He was silent, stupefied. in dismay, at the sight.
weeping. He stammered, "What is the matter? What is the matter?" By a violent effort, she had controlled her vexation and responded in a calm voice, wiping her moist cheeks, "Nothing. Only I have no dress and consequently I cannot go to this affair. Give your card to some colleague whose wife is better fitted out than I."
He was grieved, but answered, "Let us see, Matilda. How much would a suitable costume cost, something that would serve for other occasions, something very simple?"
She reflected for some seconds thinking of a sum that she could ask for without bringing with it an immediate refusal and a frightened exclamation from the economical clerk. Finally she said, in a hesitating voice. "I cannot tell exactly, but it seems to me that four hundred francs ought to cover it."
a gun He turned a little pale, for he had saved just this sum to buy that he might be able to join some hunting parties the next summer with some friends who went to shoot larks on Sunday Nevertheless. he answered. "Very well I will give you four hundred francs.But try to have a pretty dress."The day of the ball approached and Mme Loisti seemed sad disturbed, anxious. Nevertheless, her dress was nearly ready. Her husband said to her one evening "What is the matter with you! You have acted strangely for two or three days,
YOGA And she responded. "Iam vexed not to have a jewel nahing to adorn myself with. I shall have such a poverty-stricken long. I would prefer not to go to this party,"
He replied, "You can wear some natural flowers in this seas they Apok very chie
She was not convinced. "No", she replied "there is nothing more humiliating than to have a shabby air in the midst of rich women Then her husband cried out. "How stupid we aref Go and find your
friend Mme Forestier and ask her to lend you her jewels." She uttered a cry of joy. "It is true!" she said. "I had not thought of that."
The next day she took herself to her friend's house and related her story of distress Mine Forestier went to her closet, took out jewel-case, brought it, opened it. and said. "Choose, my dear
She saw at first some bracelets, then a collar of pearls, then Venetian cross of gold and jewels of admirable workmanship. She tried the jewels before the glass, hesitated, but could neither decide to take them nor leave them. Then she asked, "Have you nothing more?
"Why, yes. Look for yourself. I do not know what will please you" Suddenly she discovered, in a black satin box, a superb necklace of diamonds. Her hands trembled as she took it out. She placed it about her throat against her dress, and was ecstatic. Then she asked, in a hesitating voice, full of anxiety. "Could you lend me this? Only this?"
"Why, yes, certainly."She fell upon the neck of her friend, embraced her with pass then went away with her treasure, The day of the ball arrived. Mme Lotsel was a great success. She
was the prettiest of all elegant, gracious, smiling and full of joy. An
the men noticed her. asked her name, and wanted to be presented She danced with enthusiasm, intoxicated with pleasure thinking of nothing but all this admiration, this victory so complete and we to her heart.
She went home towards four o'clock in the morning. Her husband had been half asleep in one of the little salons since midnight, with three other gentlemen whose wives were enjoying themselves very much
He threw around her shoulders the modest wraps they had carried whose poverty elashed with the elegance of the ball postume. She wished to hurry away in order not to be rigticed by the other women who were wrapping themselves in rich furse Loisel detained her. "Wait." said he. "I am going to call a cab
But she would not listen and descended the steps rapidly. Whe
they were in the street, they found no carriage: and they began to see
for one, hailing the coachmen whom they saw at a distance.
They walked along toward the river, hopeless and shivering Flas they found one of those old carriages that one sees in Parts after nights It took them as far as their door and they went wearily up to the apartment. It was all over for her. And on his part, he remember that he would have to be at the office by ten o'clock. hak She removed the wraps from her shoulders before the glass, fo final view of herself in her glory. Suddenly she uttered a cry. necklace was not around her neck.Loisel already half undressed. Asked, "What is the matter?" She turned towards him excitedly. have Mme Forestier's necklace." have He arose in dismay. "What! How is that? It - I have -I rio foriger not possible. And they looked in the folds of the dress, in the folds of the cloak, in the pockets, everywhere. They could not find it. He asked, "You are sure you still had it when we left the Minister's house?"
"Yes, I felt it as we came out."
But if you had lost it in the street, we should have heard it fall. It must be in the cab."
"Yes, it is possible. Did you take the number?"
"No. And you, did you notice what it No."
They looked at each other utterly cast down. Finally Loisel dressed himself again.
"I am going." he said, "over the track where we went on foot, to see if I can find it."
And he went. She remained in her evening gown, not having the force to go to bed.
Toward seven o'clock her husband returned. He had found nothing.
He went to the police and to the cab offices and put an advertisement in the newspapers, offering a reward.
She waited all day in a state of bewilderment before this frightful disaster. Loisel returned in the evening, his face pale; he had discovered nothing.
He said, "Write to your friend that you have broken the clasp of the necklace and that you will have it repaired. That will give us time."
She wrote as he dictated
At the end of a week, they had lost all hope. And Lisel, older by five years, declared, "We must replace this jewel."
In a shop of the Palais-Royal, they found a chaplet of diamonds. which seemed to them exactly like the one they had lost. at forty thousand francs. They could get it for thirty-six thousand.
Loisel possessed eighteen thousand francs, which his father had left him. He borrowed the rest. He made ruinous promises, took money from usurers and the whole race of lenders. Then he went to get the new necklace, depositing on the merchant's counter thirty-six thousand franes When Mme Loisel took back the jewels to Mine Forestier, the latter said to her in a frigid tone. "You should have returned them to me sooner, for I might have needed them."Mme Porestier did not open the jewel-box as Mme would What would she think of Loisel feared she she should perceive the substitution? Wheat should she say? Would she take her for a robber?
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Mistine Lotsel now knew the horrible life of necessity. She did her art, however, completely, heroically. It was heces the pay this Nightful debt. She would pay it. They sent away the maid, they changed their lodgings, they rented some rooms in an attic 320
She learned bolous work of a kitchen. She washed the dishes, she washed the soiled linen, their clothes and dishcloths, which she hung on the line to dry; she took down the refuse to the street each morning and brought up the water, stopping at each landing to catch her breath. And, clothed like a woman of the people, she went to the grocer's, the butcher's and the fruiterer's, with her basket on her arm, shopping. haggling to the last sou of her miserable money.
The husband worked evenings, putting the books of some merchants in order, and nights he often did copying at five sous a page. And the Hue lasted for ten years. At the end of ten years, they had restored all.
Mme Loisel seemed old now. She had had become a strong, hard woman, the crude woman of the poor household. Her hair badly dressed, her skirts awry, her handsired, she spoke in a loud tone, and washed the floors with large palls of water. But sometimes. when her husband was at the office, she would seat herself before the window and think of that evening party of former times, of that ball where she was so beautiful and so flattered
How would it have been if she had not lost the necklace? Who knows? How singular is life, and how full of changes! How small a thing will ruin or save one! Padell
One Sunday as she was taking a walk in the Champs-Elysees to rid herself of the cares of the week, she suddenly perceived a woman walking with a child. It was Mme Forestier, still young, still pretty, still attractive. Mme Loisel was affected. Should she speak to her? Yes, certainly. And now that she had paid, she would tell her all Why not?Jeanne.She approached her. "Good morning, Jeanne."
Her friend did not recognise her and was astonished to be so familiarly addressed by this common personage. She stammered, "But. Madame I do not know you must be mistaken-"
"No, I am Matilda Loisel."
Her friend uttered a cry of astonishment, "Oh! my poor Matilda! How you have changed!"
Yes, I have had some hard days since I saw you; and some miserable ones and all because of you..."
"Because of me? How is that?"
"You recall the diamond necklace that you loaned me to wear to the Minister's ball?"
"Yes, very well."
"Well, I lost it."
"How is that, since you returned it to me?"
"I returned another to you exactly like it. And it has taken us ten years to pay for it. You can understand that it was not easy for us who have nothing. But it is finished and I am decently content.
Mme Forestier stopped short. She said. "You say that you bought a diamond necklace to replace mine?"
"Yes. You did not perceive it then? They were just alike."
And she smiled with proud and simple joy. Mme Forestier was touched and took both her hands as she replied. "Oh! My poor Matildal Mine were false. They were not worth over five hundred francs!