My husband had tried to do everything he could to get us into the ball, and I was ungrateful. Without even recognizing the effort he had made I turned the invitation down and tried to make it seem as if it did not matter. My husband, instead of becoming full of rage for my actions, he instead, worried, asked, "What's the matter? What's the matter? “I had nothing to wear, I did not have jewels, nor a fancy dress to wear to such a prestigious ball, but my husband had an idea, and it was the perfect one. My husband gave me five hundred francs he had saved up for a new gun, and instead he gave the money to me, but then yet again, I still had no jewels to wear. But I had a friend who had jewels and my husband had reminded me of that, therefore I went to Mme. Forestier, who took out many boxes of jewelry out and gave me multiple choices. Out of the many possible necklaces, rings and earrings I could have chosen, my eyes were set on one specific pearl necklace, in my eyes it was the prettiest of them all, it was perfect for my new dress. And so I borrowed the necklace, nothing else.
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