Her husband comes home with a big envelope in his hand, "Swiftly she tore the paper and drew out a printed card on which were these words," The minister of education and Madam Ramponneau request the pleasure of the company of Monsieur and Madam Loisel at the ministry on the evening of Monday, January the 18th."
"Nothing. only i haven't a dress and so i can't go to this party. Give your invitation to some friend of yours whose wife will be turned out better than i shall" He was heartbroken.
"She thought for several seconds, reckoning up prices and also and also wondering for how large a sum she could ask without bringing upon herself an immediate refusal and an exclamation of horror from the careful minded clerk. At last she replied with some hesitation: "I don't know exactly, but i think i could do it on four hundred francs."
"I'm utterly miserable at not having any jewels, not a single stone, to wear," she replied, "I shall not go to the party." "Wear flowers," he said "They're very smart at this time of the year. For ten francs you could get two or three gorgeous roses." She was not convinced. "No...there's nothing more humiliating as looking poor in the middle of a lot of rich women."