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Necklace

Thegirlwasoneofthoseprettyandcharmingyoungcreatureswhosometimesareborn,asifbyaslipoffate,intoafamilyofclerks.Shehadnodowry,noexpectations,nowayofbeingknown,understood,loved,marriedbyanyrichanddistinguishedman;sosheletherselfbemarriedtoalittleclerkoftheMinistryofPublicInstruction.

Shedressedplainlybecauseshecouldnotdresswell,butshewasunhappyasifshehadreallyfallenfromahigherstation;sincewithwomenthereisneithercastenorrank,forbeauty,graceandcharmtaketheplaceoffamilyandbirth.Naturalingenuity,instinctforwhatiselegant,asupplemindaretheirsolehierarchy,andoftenmakeofwomenofthepeopletheequalsoftheverygreatestladies.

Mathildesufferedceaselessly,feelingherselfborntoenjoyalldelicaciesandallluxuries.Shewasdistressedatthepovertyofherdwelling,atthebarenessofthewalls,attheshabbychairs,theuglinessofthecurtains.Allthosethings,ofwhichanotherwomanofherrankwouldneverevenhavebeenconscious,torturedherandmadeherangry.ThesightofthelittleBretonpeasantwhodidherhumblehouseworkarousedinherdespairingregretsandbewilderingdreams.ShethoughtofsilentantechambershungwithOrientaltapestry,illuminedbytallbronzecandelabra,andoftwogreatfootmeninkneebreecheswhosleepinthebigarmchairs,madedrowsybytheoppressiveheatofthestove.Shethoughtoflongreceptionhallshungwithancientsilk,ofthedaintycabinetscontainingpricelesscuriositiesandofthelittlecoquettishperfumedreceptionroomsmadeforchattingatfiveo'clockwithintimatefriends,withmenfamousandsoughtafter,whomallwomenenvyandwhoseattentiontheyalldesire.

Whenshesatdowntodinner,beforetheroundtablecoveredwithatableclothinusethreedays,oppositeherhusband,whouncoveredthesouptureenanddeclaredwithadelightedair,Ah,thegoodsoup!Idon'tknowanythingbetterthanthat,shethoughtofdaintydinners,ofshiningsilverware,oftapestrythatpeopledthewallswithancientpersonagesandwithstrangebirdsflyinginthemidstofafairyforest;andshethoughtofdeliciousdishesservedonmarvellousplatesandofthewhisperedgallantriestowhichyoulistenwithasphinxlikesmilewhileyouareeatingthepinkmeatofatroutorthewingsofaquail.

Shehadnogowns,nojewels,nothing.Andshelovednothingbutthat.Shefeltmadeforthat.Shewouldhavelikedsomuchtoplease,tobeenvied,tobecharming,tobesoughtafter.

Shehadafriend,aformerschoolmateattheconvent,whowasrich,andwhomshedidnotliketogotoseeanymorebecauseshefeltsosadwhenshecamehome.

Butoneeveningherhusbandreachedhomewithatriumphantairandholdingalargeenvelopeinhishand.

There,saidhe,thereissomethingforyou.

Shetorethepaperquicklyanddrewoutaprintedcardwhichborethesewords:

TheMinisterofPublicInstructionandMadameGeorgesRamponneau

requestthehonorofM.andMadameLoisel'scompanyatthepalaceof

theMinistryonMondayevening,January18th.

Insteadofbeingdelighted,asherhusbandhadhoped,shethrewtheinvitationonthetablecrossly,muttering:

Whatdoyouwishmetodowiththat?

Why,mydear,Ithoughtyouwouldbeglad.Younevergoout,andthisissuchafineopportunity.Ihadgreattroubletogetit.Everyonewantstogo;itisveryselect,andtheyarenotgivingmanyinvitationstoclerks.Thewholeofficialworldwillbethere.

Shelookedathimwithanirritatedglanceandsaidimpatiently:

Andwhatdoyouwishmetoputonmyback?

Hehadnotthoughtofthat.Hestammered:

Why,thegownyougotothetheatrein.Itlooksverywelltome.

Hestopped,distracted,seeingthathiswifewasweeping.Twogreattearsranslowlyfromthecornersofhereyestowardthecornersofhermouth.

What'sthematter?What'sthematter?heanswered.

Byaviolenteffortsheconqueredhergriefandrepliedinacalmvoice,whileshewipedherwetcheeks:

Nothing.OnlyIhavenogown,and,therefore,Ican'tgotothisball.GiveyourcardtosomecolleaguewhosewifeisbetterequippedthanIam.

Hewasindespair.Heresumed:

Come,letussee,Mathilde.Howmuchwoulditcost,asuitablegown,whichyoucoulduseonotheroccasions--somethingverysimple?

Shereflectedseveralseconds,makinghercalculationsandwonderingalsowhatsumshecouldaskwithoutdrawingonherselfanimmediaterefusalandafrightenedexclamationfromtheeconomicalclerk.

Finallysherepliedhesitating:

Idon'tknowexactly,butIthinkIcouldmanageitwithfourhundredfrancs.

Hegrewalittlepale,becausehewaslayingasidejustthatamounttobuyagunandtreathimselftoalittleshootingnextsummerontheplainofNanterre,withseveralfriendswhowenttoshootlarksthereofaSunday.

Buthesaid:

Verywell.Iwillgiveyoufourhundredfrancs.Andtrytohaveaprettygown.

ThedayoftheballdrewnearandMadameLoiselseemedsad,uneasy,anxious.Herfrockwasready,however.Herhusbandsaidtoheroneevening:

Whatisthematter?Come,youhaveseemedveryqueertheselastthreedays.

Andsheanswered:

Itannoysmenottohaveasinglepieceofjewelry,notasingleornament,nothingtoputon.Ishalllookpoverty-stricken.Iwouldalmostrathernotgoatall.

Youmightwearnaturalflowers,saidherhusband.They'reverystylishatthistimeofyear.Fortenfrancsyoucangettwoorthreemagnificentroses.

Shewasnotconvinced.

No;there'snothingmorehumiliatingthantolookpooramongotherwomenwhoarerich.

Howstupidyouare!herhusbandcried.Golookupyourfriend,MadameForestier,andaskhertolendyousomejewels.You'reintimateenoughwithhertodothat.

Sheutteredacryofjoy:

True!Ineverthoughtofit.

Thenextdayshewenttoherfriendandtoldherofherdistress.

MadameForestierwenttoawardrobewithamirror,tookoutalargejewelbox,broughtitback,openeditandsaidtoMadameLoisel:

Choose,mydear.

Shesawfirstsomebracelets,thenapearlnecklace,thenaVenetiangoldcrosssetwithpreciousstones,ofadmirableworkmanship.Shetriedontheornamentsbeforethemirror,hesitatedandcouldnotmakeuphermindtopartwiththem,togivethemback.Shekeptasking:

Haven'tyouanymore?

Why,yes.Lookfurther;Idon'tknowwhatyoulike.

Suddenlyshediscovered,inablacksatinbox,asuperbdiamondnecklace,andherheartthrobbedwithanimmoderatedesire.Herhandstrembledasshetookit.Shefasteneditroundherthroat,outsideherhigh-neckedwaist,andwaslostinecstasyatherreflectioninthemirror.

Thensheasked,hesitating,filledwithanxiousdoubt:

Willyoulendmethis,onlythis?

Why,yes,certainly.

Shethrewherarmsroundherfriend'sneck,kissedherpassionately,thenfledwithhertreasure.

Thenightoftheballarrived.MadameLoiselwasagreatsuccess.Shewasprettierthananyotherwomanpresent,elegant,graceful,smilingandwildwithjoy.Allthemenlookedather,askedhername,soughttobeintroduced.AlltheattachesoftheCabinetwishedtowaltzwithher.Shewasremarkedbytheministerhimself.

Shedancedwithrapture,withpassion,intoxicatedbypleasure,forgettingallinthetriumphofherbeauty,inthegloryofhersuccess,inasortofcloudofhappinesscomprisedofallthishomage,admiration,theseawakeneddesiresandofthatsenseoftriumphwhichissosweettowoman'sheart.

Shelefttheballaboutfouro'clockinthemorning.Herhusbandhadbeensleepingsincemidnightinalittledesertedanteroomwiththreeothergentlemenwhosewiveswereenjoyingtheball.

Hethrewoverhershouldersthewrapshehadbrought,themodestwrapsofcommonlife,thepovertyofwhichcontrastedwiththeeleganceoftheballdress.Shefeltthisandwishedtoescapesoasnottoberemarkedbytheotherwomen,whowereenvelopingthemselvesincostlyfurs.

Loiselheldherback,saying:Waitabit.Youwillcatchcoldoutside.Iwillcallacab.

Butshedidnotlistentohimandrapidlydescendedthestairs.Whentheyreachedthestreettheycouldnotfindacarriageandbegantolookforone,shoutingafterthecabmenpassingatadistance.

TheywenttowardtheSeineindespair,shiveringwithcold.Atlasttheyfoundonthequayoneofthoseancientnightcabswhich,asthoughtheywereashamedtoshowtheirshabbinessduringtheday,areneverseenroundParisuntilafterdark.

IttookthemtotheirdwellingintheRuedesMartyrs,andsadlytheymountedthestairstotheirflat.Allwasendedforher.Astohim,hereflectedthathemustbeattheministryatteno'clockthatmorning.

Sheremovedherwrapsbeforetheglasssoastoseeherselfoncemoreinallherglory.Butsuddenlysheutteredacry.Shenolongerhadthenecklacearoundherneck!

Whatisthematterwithyou?demandedherhusband,alreadyhalfundressed.

Sheturneddistractedlytowardhim.

Ihave--Ihave--I'velostMadameForestier'snecklace,shecried.

Hestoodup,bewildered.

What!--how?Impossible!

Theylookedamongthefoldsofherskirt,ofhercloak,inherpockets,everywhere,butdidnotfindit.

You'resureyouhaditonwhenyoulefttheball?heasked.

Yes,Ifeltitinthevestibuleoftheminister'shouse.

Butifyouhadlostitinthestreetweshouldhavehearditfall.Itmustbeinthecab.

Yes,probably.Didyoutakehisnumber?

No.Andyou--didn'tyounoticeit?

No.

Theylooked,thunderstruck,ateachother.AtlastLoiselputonhisclothes.

Ishallgobackonfoot,saidhe,overthewholeroute,toseewhetherIcanfindit.

Hewentout.Shesatwaitingonachairinherballdress,withoutstrengthtogotobed,overwhelmed,withoutanyfire,withoutathought.

Herhusbandreturnedaboutseveno'clock.Hehadfoundnothing.

Hewenttopoliceheadquarters,tothenewspaperofficestoofferareward;hewenttothecabcompanies--everywhere,infact,whitherhewasurgedbytheleastsparkofhope.

Shewaitedallday,inthesameconditionofmadfearbeforethisterriblecalamity.

Loiselreturnedatnightwithahollow,paleface.Hehaddiscoverednothing.

Youmustwritetoyourfriend,saidhe,thatyouhavebrokentheclaspofhernecklaceandthatyouarehavingitmended.Thatwillgiveustimetoturnround.

Shewroteathisdictation.

Attheendofaweektheyhadlostallhope.Loisel,whohadagedfiveyears,declared:

Wemustconsiderhowtoreplacethatornament.

Thenextdaytheytooktheboxthathadcontaineditandwenttothejewelerwhosenamewasfoundwithin.Heconsultedhisbooks.

ItwasnotI,madame,whosoldthatnecklace;Imustsimplyhavefurnishedthecase.

Thentheywentfromjewelertojeweler,searchingforanecklaceliketheother,tryingtorecallit,bothsickwithchagrinandgrief.

Theyfound,inashopatthePalaisRoyal,astringofdiamondsthatseemedtothemexactlyliketheonetheyhadlost.Itwasworthfortythousandfrancs.Theycouldhaveitforthirty-six.

Sotheybeggedthejewelernottosellitforthreedaysyet.Andtheymadeabargainthatheshouldbuyitbackforthirty-fourthousandfrancs,incasetheyshouldfindthelostnecklacebeforetheendofFebruary.

Loiselpossessedeighteenthousandfrancswhichhisfatherhadlefthim.Hewouldborrowtherest.

Hedidborrow,askingathousandfrancsofone,fivehundredofanother,fivelouishere,threelouisthere.Hegavenotes,tookupruinousobligations,dealtwithusurersandalltheraceoflenders.Hecompromisedalltherestofhislife,riskedsigninganotewithoutevenknowingwhetherhecouldmeetit;and,frightenedbythetroubleyettocome,bytheblackmiserythatwasabouttofalluponhim,bytheprospectofallthephysicalprivationsandmoraltorturesthathewastosuffer,hewenttogetthenewnecklace,layinguponthejeweler'scounterthirty-sixthousandfrancs.

WhenMadameLoiseltookbackthenecklaceMadameForestiersaidtoherwithachillymanner:

Youshouldhavereturneditsooner;Imighthaveneededit.

Shedidnotopenthecase,asherfriendhadsomuchfeared.Ifshehaddetectedthesubstitution,whatwouldshehavethought,whatwouldshehavesaid?WouldshenothavetakenMadameLoiselforathief?

ThereafterMadameLoiselknewthehorribleexistenceoftheneedy.Sheboreherpart,however,withsuddenheroism.Thatdreadfuldebtmustbepaid.Shewouldpayit.Theydismissedtheirservant;theychangedtheirlodgings;theyrentedagarretundertheroof.

Shecametoknowwhatheavyhouseworkmeantandtheodiouscaresofthekitchen.Shewashedthedishes,usingherdaintyfingersandrosynailsongreasypotsandpans.Shewashedthesoiledlinen,theshirtsandthedishcloths,whichshedrieduponaline;shecarriedtheslopsdowntothestreeteverymorningandcarriedupthewater,stoppingforbreathateverylanding.Anddressedlikeawomanofthepeople,shewenttothefruiterer,thegrocer,thebutcher,abasketonherarm,bargaining,meetingwithimpertinence,defendinghermiserablemoney,soubysou.

Everymonththeyhadtomeetsomenotes,renewothers,obtainmoretime.

Herhusbandworkedevenings,makingupatradesman'saccounts,andlateatnightheoftencopiedmanuscriptforfivesousapage.

Thislifelastedtenyears.

Attheendoftenyearstheyhadpaideverything,everything,withtheratesofusuryandtheaccumulationsofthecompoundinterest.

MadameLoisellookedoldnow.Shehadbecomethewomanofimpoverishedhouseholds--strongandhardandrough.Withfrowsyhair,skirtsaskewandredhands,shetalkedloudwhilewashingthefloorwithgreatswishesofwater.Butsometimes,whenherhusbandwasattheoffice,shesatdownnearthewindowandshethoughtofthatgayeveningoflongago,ofthatballwhereshehadbeensobeautifulandsoadmired.

Whatwouldhavehappenedifshehadnotlostthatnecklace?Whoknows?whoknows?Howstrangeandchangefulislife!Howsmallathingisneededtomakeorruinus!

ButoneSunday,havinggonetotakeawalkintheChampsElyseestorefreshherselfafterthelaborsoftheweek,shesuddenlyperceivedawomanwhowasleadingachild.ItwasMadameForestier,stillyoung,stillbeautiful,stillcharming.

MadameLoiselfeltmoved.Shouldshespeaktoher?Yes,certainly.Andnowthatshehadpaid,shewouldtellherallaboutit.Whynot?

Shewentup.

Good-day,Jeanne.

Theother,astonishedtobefamiliarlyaddressedbythisplaingood-wife,didnotrecognizeheratallandstammered:

But--madame!--Idonotknow--Youmusthavemistaken.

No.IamMathildeLoisel.

Herfriendutteredacry.

Oh,mypoorMathilde!Howyouarechanged!

Yes,Ihavehadaprettyhardlife,sinceIlastsawyou,andgreatpoverty--andthatbecauseofyou!

Ofme!Howso?

Doyourememberthatdiamondnecklaceyoulentmetowearattheministerialball?

Yes.Well?

Well,Ilostit.

Whatdoyoumean?Youbroughtitback.

Ibroughtyoubackanotherexactlylikeit.Andithastakenustenyearstopayforit.Youcanunderstandthatitwasnoteasyforus,foruswhohadnothing.Atlastitisended,andIamveryglad.

MadameForestierhadstopped.

Yousaythatyouboughtanecklaceofdiamondstoreplacemine?

Yes.Younevernoticedit,then!Theywereverysimilar.

Andshesmiledwithajoythatwasatonceproudandingenuous.

MadameForestier,deeplymoved,tookherhands.

Oh,mypoorMathilde!Why,mynecklacewaspaste!Itwasworthatmostonlyfivehundredfrancs!