The Necklace (Modified)

The Necklace

Scene 1

Narrator: Mathilde was one of those pretty and charming girls who are sometimes, as if by a mistake
                  of destiny, born into a family of clerks.
                                  She had no dowry, no means of being known, understood, loved and wedded by
                  any rich and distinguished man; and she let herself be married to a little clerk at the Ministry
                  of Public Instruction.
Mathilde: (Complaining) Uggh!! What have I done to deserve this suffering? I’m beautiful and        
                  charming, am I not? Oh! And what’s this kind of a house, and the walls that look wretched,
                  and look at these worn-out chairs, and those ugly curtains? Ahhh! Life’s so unfair!
Narrator: She suffered ceaselessly, feeling herself born for all the delicacies and luxuries. She keeps day
                  dreaming for all those elegant things all the time- the silent antechambers hung with orien-
                  tal tapestry, lit by tall bronze candelabra, the long saloons fitted up with ancient silk, etc.    
                  Her discontentment made her felt so miserable.

Scene 2

Narrator: She sat down for dinner, before the round table covered with tablecloth 3 days old, opposite
                  her husband who uncovered the soup tureen and declared with an enchanted air:
Husband: Ah! The good pot-au-feu! I don’t know anything better than that.
Mathilde: (Day dreaming)
Narrator: And that was it, while her husband was commenting nicely on their soup, Mathilde’s mind
                  were on dainty dinners, of shining silverware, of the tapestry which peopled the walls with
                  ancient personages and with strange birds flying in the midst of a fairy forest, and of deli –
                  cious dishes served on marvellous plates, and so forth.

Scene 3
Narrator: She had no dresses and jewels, those things which she loved most and for which...