Suddenlyshediscovered,inablacksatincase,asuerbdiamondnecklace;herheartbegantobeatcovetously。Herhandstrembledassheliftedit。Shefasteneditroundherneck,uonherhighdress,andremainedinecstasyatsightofherself。
Then,withhesitation,sheaskedinanguish:
"Couldyoulendmethis,justthisalone?
"
"Yes,ofcourse。
"
Sheflungherselfonherfriend&aos;sbreast,embracedherfrenziedly,andwentawaywithhertreasure。Thedayoftheartyarrived。MadameLoiselwasasuccess。Shewastherettiestwomanresent,elegant,graceful,smiling,andquiteaboveherselfwithhainess。Allthemenstaredather,inquiredhername,andaskedtobeintroducedtoher。AlltheUnder-SecretariesofStatewereeagertowaltzwithher。TheMinisternoticedher。
Shedancedmadly,ecstatically,drunkwithleasure,withnothoughtforanything,inthetriumhofherbeauty,intherideofhersuccess,inacloudofhainessmadeuofthisuniversalhomageandadmiration,ofthedesiresshehadaroused,ofthecomletenessofavictorysodeartoherfeminineheart。
Sheleftaboutfouro&aos;clockinthemorning。Sincemidnightherhusbandhadbeendozinginadesertedlittleroom,incomanywiththreeothermenwhosewiveswerehavingagoodtime。Hethrewoverhershouldersthegarmentshehadbroughtforthemtogohomein,modesteverydayclothes,whoseovertyclashedwiththebeautyoftheball-dress。Shewasconsciousofthisandwasanxioustohurryaway,sothatsheshouldnotbenoticedbytheotherwomenuttingontheircostlyfurs。
Loiselrestrainedher。
"Waitalittle。You&aos;llcatchcoldintheoen。I&aos;mgoingtofetchacab。
"
Butshedidnotlistentohimandraidlydescendedthestaircase。Whentheywereoutinthstreettheycouldnotfindacab;theybegantolookforone,shoutingatthedriverswhomtheysawassinginthedistance。
TheywalkeddowntowardstheSeine,deserateandshivering。Atlasttheyfoundonthequayoneofthoseoldnight-rowlingcarriageswhichareonlytobeseeninParisafterdark,asthoughtheywereashamedoftheirshabbinessinthedaylight。
ItbroughtthemtotheirdoorintheRuedesMartyrs,andsadlytheywalkedutotheirownaartment。Itwastheend,forher。Asforhim,hewasthinkingthathemustbeattheofficeatten。Shetookoffthegarmentsinwhichshehadwraedhershoulders,soastoseeherselfinallherglorybeforethemirror。Butsuddenlysheutteredacry。Thenecklacewasnolongerroundherneck!
"What&aos;sthematterwithyou?
"askedherhusband,alreadyhalfundressed。
Sheturnedtowardshimintheuttermostdistress。
"I。。。I。。。I&aos;venolongergotMadameForestier&aos;snecklace。。。
"
Hestartedwithastonishment。
"What!。。。Imossible!
"
Theysearchedinthefoldsofherdress,inthefoldsofhercoat,intheockets,everywhere。Theycouldnotfindit。
"Areyousurethatyoustillhaditonwhenyoucameawayfromtheball?
"heasked。
"Yes,ItoucheditinthehallattheMinistry。
"
"Butifyouhadlostitinthestreet,weshouldhavehearditfall。
"
"Yes。Probablyweshould。Didyoutakethenumberofthecab?
"
"No。Youdidn&aos;tnoticeit,didyou?
"
"No。
"
Theystaredatoneanother,dumbfounded。AtlastLoiselutonhisclothesagain。