"Ah, the good pot-au-feu! I don't know anything better that"
"For ten francs, you can get two or three magnificent roses."
"It just annoys me not to have a single jewel, not a single stone, nothing to put on."
She suffered ceaselessly, feeling herself born for all the delicacies and luxuries.
"Why, yes. Look. I don't know what you like."
When she sat down to dinner, she thought of dainty silverware, of tapestry and delicious dishes served on marvelous plates.
She doesn't appreciate what she has and she wants things her nor her husband can afford. Anything her husband tried to talk her into doing that was better for herself, she wasn't convinced.
She went to her friend and asked if she had anything to give her so she could ware it with her dress. She found the necklace she wanted and fled.
"Can you lend me that, only that?"
The day after she got the necklace from her friend, she arrived at the ball and felt in place. She suddenly left the ball at 4 o clock. She removed the straps from around her shoulder and no longer had the necklace around her neck.
Her and her husband came up with an idea. Since she had lost a piece of jewelry that didn't belong to her, her and her husband decided to work very hard so she could pay for the necklace.