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- She was one of those pretty and charming girls born, as if by an error of fate, into a family of clerks.
- She had no dowry, no expectations, no means of becoming known, understood, loved or wedded by a man of wealth and distinction; and so she let herself be married to a minor official at the Ministry of Education.
- When she sat down to dinner at a round table covered with a three-day-old cloth opposite her husband who, lifting the lid off the soup, shouted excitedly, "Ah! Beef stew! What could be better," she dreamed of fine dinners, of shining silverware, of tapestries which peopled the walls with figures from another time and strange birds in fairy forests; she dreamed of delicious dishes served on wonderful plates, of whispered gallantries listened to with an inscrutable smile as one ate the pink flesh of a trout or the wings of a quail.
- One evening her husband came home with an air of triumph, holding a large envelope in his hand.     "Look," he said, "here's something for you."     She tore open the paper and drew out a card, on which was printed the words:   
- "The Minister of Education and Mme. Georges Rampouneau request the pleasure of M. and Mme. Loisel's company at the Ministry, on the evening of Monday January 18th."     Instead of being delighted, as her husband had hoped, she threw the invitation on the table resentfully, and muttered:     "What do you want me to do with that?"     "But, my dear, I thought you would be pleased. You never go out, and it will be such a lovely occasion! I had awful trouble getting it. Every one wants to go; it is very exclusive, and they're not giving many invitations to clerks. The whole ministry will be there."
- She stared at him angrily, and said, impatiently:     "And what do you expect me to wear if I go?"     He hadn't thought of that. He stammered:     "Why, the dress you go to the theatre in. It seems very nice to me ..."     He stopped, stunned, distressed to see his wife crying. Two large tears ran slowly from the corners of her eyes towards the corners of her mouth. He stuttered:
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