It was worth forty thousand francs.
And it has taken us ten years to pay for.
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I'll go and find a cab." But she would not listen to him, and ran down the stairs.
All the men stared at her, asked her name, tried to be introduced.
Would she have taken her friend for a thief?
So they begged the jeweler not to sell it for three days.
They dismissed their maid; they changed their lodgings; they rented a garret under the roof.Loisel's company at the Ministry, on the evening of Monday January 18th.".Madame Loisel looked old now.Instead of greeting the news with delight, Mathilde throws the invitation down on the table, saying that it is no good to her, because she has nothing suitable to wear for such an occasion."Are you sure you still had it on when you left the ball?" he asked.