Scene 1 A park in Paris, 1870. Jeanne is sitting in the park. Mathilde walks towards her. k~>(XG[x& M: Good afternoon, Jeanne. aCG rS{ J: (Looking at the other woman) I'm sorry, but I don't think I know you. rqamBm 5 M:In fact you do, but you may not remember me. Many years ago we knew each other very well. I'm Mathilde Loisel. 4
=yzf
J:Mahilde! Oh yes. Sorry, I didn't recognize you. Where have you been all these years, Mathilde? I hope you weren't ill. You don't look very well. ea3w M:No, Jeanne, I wasn't ill. I know I look older than my age. That's because of hard work - ten years of hard work. UsE\p9mCuV J:I'm sorry, Mathilde. Did you have a hard time? 0+>g/> M:Yes, very hard. Years of hard work, very little food, only a small cold room to live in and never, never a moment's rest. That has been my life for the past ten years. 'm`O34h J:Mathilde! I didn't know. I'm sorry. May I know what happened? w S M:Well, I would rather not tell you. O/~T+T% J:Oh, come, Mathilde. Surely you can tell an old friend.
4E''pW]8 M:Well, … Well, it was all because of that necklace, your beautiful diamond necklace. j7P49{
J:My necklace? I don't understand. Could you please explain? Q7+WV`& M:Do you remember one afternoon ten years ago when I came to your house and borrowed a necklace of yours? Pierre, my husband, was working in a government office. We'd been invited to a ball at the palace, so I needed to borrow some jewellery. +Y?Tr i +R~]5Rxd Scene 2 The home of Mathilde and Pierre Loisel, ten years before. HYl+xH'.j P:Mathilde! I've got some wonderful news. We've been invited to the ball at the palace. /E6)>y66 M:It can't be true, Pierre! 2tz4Ag
P:But it is true. I was the only person in my office who was invited. I've written to accept the invitation. }wf8y
M:Oh, Pierre, how wonderful! But I don't think we can go. I haven't got an evening dress for the ball! And a new dress costs over four hundred francs. h#zm+( [B* P:Four hundred! That's a lot of money. But, just this once. After all, this ball is very important. wG O-Z']i M:But there's another thing, Pierre. I have no jewellery to wear. 3n2^;b/ ] P: Does that matter? Can't you just wear a flower instead? {r&r^!K; M:No, I couldn't do that. Everybody else will be wearing jewellery. I can't be the only woman who isn't wearing jewellery. puOM
tCI P: Can't you borrow some? Don't you have a friend who might lend you some? {Lju7'5L M:Let me think. Maybe I could ask Jeanne. She married a man with a lot of money. I'll go and see her on Friday after I get the new dress. eHx {[J? 6~ET@"0uK Scene 3 In the park, Mathilde continues to tell Jeanne her story. S> Fb'rJ3 M: So I called on you and asked if I could borrow some jewellery. Do you remember now? n_sV>$f-u J:Yes, Mathilde, I remember. (ht"wY#T<( M:You were very kind. You brought out all your jewellery and you told me I could take anything I liked. There were so many beautiful things that it was hard to choose. And then I saw a lovely diamond necklace with a big blue stone in the centre. i(rYc J:I remember. You tried it on and it looked wonderful on you. I'm sure you looked beautiful that evening. You were always a pretty girl. +) 9=bB M:In those days I may have been pretty. Pierre and I did have a very good time at the ball. But that was the last moment of happiness in our lives. After that night everything changed. aV fsF|, J:Why? What happened? "+Ks# M:On our way home that night I looked down and saw that the necklace was not around my neck any more. I told Pierre. We rushed back to the palace and looked for it. We asked everyone there if they had found a necklace, but without luck. We couldn't find it. It was lost. 6/a%%1c1 J:But I don't understand. You brought it back to me the next afternoon. I remember very well. z'Bvjul M:Yes, Jeanne. I brought a necklace to you. It was exactly like your necklace, but it was a different one. It cost us thirty-six thousand francs. QIwO _[Q J:Thirty-six thousand francs! .
ErR-p=- M:Pierre and I borrowed the money and bought the necklace. During the next ten years we both worked day and night to pay for it. That's why I now look so old. Well, after all these years we've at last paid off all our debts. %*L
8W*V J:But my dear friend, Mathilde. That necklace you borrowed from me wasn't a real diamond necklace. It wasn't precious at all. The stones in the necklace were made of glass. It was worth five hundred francs at most.
|