Mathilde is having dinner as M. Loisel comes home holding a large envelope.
Why, my dear, I thought you would be glad. and this is such a fine opportunity.
Look dear, there is something for you.
Alright then, I will give you 400 francs. And try to have a pretty gown.
An invitation to a Ministerial Ball at the Palace? Pfft! And what do you wish me to do with that?
Give it to someone else, I've no gown to wear for that ball.
The day of the ball drew near, and Mathilde seemed sad, uneasy, and anxious. Her frock was ready, however. Her husband said to her one evening:
Go look up your friend, Madame Forestier, and ask her to lend you some jewels. You're intimate enough with her to do that.
What's the matter? Come, you've seemed very queer these last three days.
True! I never thought of it.
It annoys me not to have a single piece of jewelry. I shall look poverty stricken. I would rather not go at all.
The next day, Mathilde went to her rich friend, and told her of her distress.
Choose, my dear
Why, yes, certainly!
Thank you Jeanne!
Will you lend me this? Only this?
The night of the ball arrived. Madame Loisel was a great success. She was the prettiest. Everyone looked at her, asked her name, sought to be introduced.
Thank you! I am Mathilde Loisel. And you Madame?
You look divine! What's your name?
She left the ball at about 4 o'clock in the morning and reached home via a quay. At home..
I have--I have--I've lost Madame Forestier's necklace!
I am so sorry dear!
What is the matter with you?
M. Loisel went to police headquarters, to the newspaper offices to offer a reward, cap companies--everywhere but he had found nothing.
Go look up your friend, Madame Forestier, and ask her to lend you some jewels. You're intimate enough with her to do that.
What's the matter? Come, you've seemed very queer these last three days.
True! I never thought of it.
It annoys me not to have a single piece of jewelry. I shall look poverty stricken. I would rather not go at all.
I shall go back on foot, over the whole route, to see whether I could find it.
What!--how? Impossible! If we had lost it in the street we should have heard it fall.
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