''The girl was one of those pretty and charming young creatures who sometimes are born, as if by a slip of fate, into a family of clerks.
''Why, my dear, I thought you would be glad. You never go out, and this is such a fine opportunity. I had great trouble to get it. Everyone wants to go; it is very select, and they are not giving many invitations to clerks. The whole official world will be there''
''there is nothing more humiliating than to look poor among other women who are rich''
Mathlide was someone who appeared to be in a higher class based on her beauty but was born in poverty.
He thought she would be happy that he did something nice for her because he is a good husband and loves her.
She is acting above everyone else.
She looked pretty and felt great going to the ball
''She was prettier than any other woman present, elegant, graceful, smiling and wild with joy''
She lost the necklace and he offered to look for it for her even though it was her responsibilities.
''I shall go back on foot," said he, "over the whole route, to see whether I can find it."
The hard work aged her.
Madame Loisel looked old now. She had become the woman of impoverished households—strong and hard and rough. With frowsy hair, skirts askew and red hands