Scene 16 - 18: Hopeless

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Scene 16
Narrator: The life of working and paying notes lasted ten years. Ten years have passed and now everything was paid off, the usurer's charges and the accumulation of superimposed interest.
(curtains open)

(Madame Mathilde enters sitting in a chair in front of an old mirror, while Monsieur Loisel reads his book)

Madame Mathilde looks old now. (She touches her face)

She had become like other strong, hard, coarse women of poor households. Her hair was badly done, (she combs her hair but failed to produce a neat look) her skirts were awry, her hands were red. (looks at her skirt then at her hands)

(curtains close)

But when her husband was at office, she sat down by the window.

Madame Mathilde: I have thought of that evening long ago, of the ball of which I was so beautiful and so much admired.

What would have happened if I had never lost those jewels.


Who knows? Who knows? How strange life is, how fickle! How little is needed to ruin or to save!

(curtains close)


Scene 17
Narrator: One Sunday, Madame Mathilde went for a walk along the Champs-Elysees to freshen up herself.

Madame Mathilde: (observe closely at a woman who was about to pass her way)

Oh! This is Madam Forestier! Bon jour, Madame Forestier! (waves her hand)

Madame Forestier: (didn't mind the greeting)

(Madame Forestier will be passing beside Mathilde)

Madame Mathilde: (continues to greet) Madame Forestier! I'm sure you must have known me.

Madame Forestier: (wanders at the person who called her, she stops and turns her head toward the person who called her) But.....madame....I don't know....you must be making a mistake.

Madame Mathilde: No...I am Mathilde Loisel.

Madame Forestier: Oh!...my poor Mathilde

Madam Mathilde: Oui, this is me.

Madame Forestier: How you've changed!

Madame Mathilde: I've had some hard times and many sorrows.....all on your account.

Madame Forestier: On my account? How was that?

Madame Mathilde: Do you remember the diamond necklace you lent me for the ball at the Ministry?

Madame Forestier: Yes. Well?

Madame Mathilde: (looks to the ground)Well, I lost it.

Madame Forestier: (she was puzzled) Why? How could you? But you have brought it back?

Madame Mathilde: I brought you another one just like it. And for the last ten years we have been paying for it. You know we had no money....Well, it's paid for at last, and I'm glad indeed.

Madame Forestier: You say... you bought a diamond necklace to replace mine?

Madame Mathilde: (smiles) Exactly! You hadn't noticed it? They were much very alike.

Madame Forestier: (takes Mathilde's hands) Oh, my poor Mathilde! But mine was imitation. It was worth at very most five francs.

Madame Mathilde: Wha-(chuckles lightly) What?

Madam Forestier: Oui! An imitation! It was an imitation, my dear...an imitation.

(Madame Forestier exits leaving Mathilde alone.)

Madame Mathilde: (depressed) Oh my! I thought it was so expensive, by the looks of it.


Shame of me! How shame of me! Our hard work was just useless for that necklace, that elegant necklace was just... was just an IMITATION!


Narrator: And that is how it ended. From this story we learned that we must be content of what we have, and don't be envious on what others have.

And this is the end of our role play entitled,

The Necklace by Guy de Maupassant.

* * THE END * *



Author's Note:
Hello readers, I hope you loved reading my scripted story, The Necklace.
Thank you very much!

The Story Behind My Script:

When I was in my 4th year high school, my English teacher assigned my group(composed of my classmates) to make a role play of THE NECKLACE. I immediately read the story, but to my dismay it was a very, very long story and hard to understand due to some of the language used was French. So what I did was to ask for help from one of my best friends, who is also my groupmate. Together we made the script.
Each day we write, write,and write .... and edit, edit, and edit.
Then .....
Vwalaaaa!!!!!! we made this script.

Together with my talented groupmates we act as though we're the real persons on the story.
Our teacher liked our story and thank God we portrayed our role play very well.

To those who want to use this script in their class, just message me in my facebook account.
And I will give you the PDF copy.

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