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The Jewelry
The Jewelry
clerk at the office of Minister of Interior, and his wife, who remains nameless throughout the story. The story
begins by telling us how M. Lantin met his wife at the house of the office-superintendent, and how he immediately
fell in love with this young innocent girl who "seemed to be the very ideal of that pure good woman to whom
The story's plot is very interesting and can be thought of as two different stories combined into one. The writer first
walks us through the six years of happiness they lived together and clearly notes Mr. Lantin's wife's passion for
theaters and fake jewelry. She was a good housewife who maintained her household very well and provided her
On one cold winter night, his wife went to the opera and came back home freezing, she had a "bad cough and died
eight days later from pneumonia" (635). Mr. Lantin was heart broken and spent endless nights remembering his
good wife. He wouldn't touch or change any of her belongings as they reminded him of her. The story could have
ended here and would have made a sad ending; however the writer goes on describing the change in Mr. Lantin's
life.
The author explains to us that Mr. Lantin was unable to continue living comfortably on his income. I found this
very odd since his wife was able to manage the household for both of them and that they lived a very luxurious
life. This was the first warning sign that struck me as a reader and got me to think more about Mr. Lantin's wife.
The part that interests me the most was the "one morning that he happened to find himself without a cent in his
pocket and [that he had to wait] a whole week before he could draw his monthly salary" (635). This clearly shows
the reader that the wife had some kind of income coming in besides the income from Mr. Lantin's.
Broke and in debt, Mr. Lantin finds no other alternative but to sell his deceased wife's fake jewelry. After going
through her belongings he decides to take her favorite piece of jewelry, the big pearl necklace that she use to tease
him with and tries to sell it. He goes shamefully into a jewelry store to sell what he believes is an exquisitely well
made fake pearl necklace. To his surprise the jeweler tells him that the necklace is worth between twelve and
fifteen thousand francs(12000-15000). This came as a huge shock to Mr. Lantin has he thought that the jeweler's
estimate was inept, and moved on to the next store. This is another clue since the author clearly tells us that Mr.
Lantin's yearly salary was only three thousand and five hundred francs(3500); a typical midlevel bureaucratic
wage.
As Mr. Lantin goes into the next store the jeweler confirms that the necklace is real by telling him that it was sold
from his store for twenty five thousand francs(25000) and would buy it from him for eighteen thousand francs.
(18000) The jeweler looks up his register and affirms it by telling him that it was "sent to the address of Madame
Lantin, 16 Rue des Martyrs, on July 20th, 1876." (636). The jeweler asks that he keep the necklace for a day for
inspection.
It becomes clear that Madam Lantin was a courtesan; even though the writer does not clarify that, but he begins to
describe Mr. Lantin's feelings as being betrayed by his love of his life and the suffering he went through.
On the next day, Mr. Lantin wanders around the streets in grief and the thought of becoming rich begins to fiddle
his mind. Being broke and realizing he had not eaten since his shock at the jeweler's, his feet carries him back to
the jeweler's to sell the necklace and collect the money. The jeweler welcomes him with a smile and offers him the
money. On his way out he turns back and tells the jeweler that he has some other jewelry to sell, right when
the jeweler acknowledges and accepts the offer "one of the clerks rushed out to laugh at his ease while another
kept blowing his nose as hard as he could" (638) as in a way of hiding a laugh.
That part struck me as a reader and showed that the jeweler and his clerks were either on to his wife through
research, or they knew all along about his wife's secret life. The story clearly makes the reader believe that Mr.
Lantin was oblivious to how his wife could acquire such expensive jewels and that his concern was basically on
the money. We see Mr. Lantin returning back to the jewelry shop with all the jewelry the next day. Mr. Lantin
receives a hundred and ninety six thousand francs for all his wife's jewelry. He was extremely pleased with the
financial security this fortune brought him and concordantly resigned from his job.
The story ends by telling us that Mr. Lantin remarried and that "his second wife was the most upright of spouses
and had a terrible temper. [That] she had made his life very miserable." (639) This is the complete opposite of his
first wife. We can say that the direct moral of the story is that looks can be deceiving. We read that Mr. Lantin's
wife whom everybody praised turned out to be unfaithful and obviously had done anything for precious jewelry.
We can say that Mr. Lantin, by enjoying the wealth that his wife accumulated through dishonest means made him
as fortune-blinded as she was. We saw Mr. Lantin turn from this upright man who was ashamed to sell a fake piece
of jewelry, to a man who sold his deceased wife's jewelry ignoring the fact that it could have been received by
filthy means.(dynamic)
The closing also makes one wonder what the author meant; was he questioning morals versus happiness by saying
that his presumably unfaithful first wife made him happy and his second upright wife made him miserable?
In conclusion, the story emphasized that looks can be deceiving and that sometimes we are blind to what really is
going on. We can question if being happy by dishonest values is worth the financial gains or if the unhappiness
by Christopher Hounslow
You have had rather a good dinner, and you are now sitting in a comfortable leather armchair at your gentleman's
club. You have lit your cigar and a brandy is on the small table at your side. The servants withdraw, and M. de
Maupassant begins to speak. He tells you an interesting little tale of a man's love and loss, and of a wife's mystery.
The strength of Guy de Maupassant's writing is in just such evocativeness. All of his short stories give you the
feeling that you are being told an interesting or amusing tale, in somewhat hushed tones, directly by the author.
The narrative is crisp and concise. A minor official in the French government falls in love with and marries a
beautiful, virtuous girl from a similar middle-class background. She is the ideal wife and housewife, and runs the
family home so skilfully and economically that they gave the impression of living in luxury'. And this phrase is the
Man and wife lived together happily, perhaps idyllically, for six years. The wife, never named, has only two small
vices, a love for the theatre and a love for imitation jewellery. And this first small vice kills her. She catches a chill
on the way home from the opera and dies of pneumonia. The husband is, of course, distraught, but worse, he
somehow finds that he can no longer manage on his salary any more. He falls into debt and, in desperation,
determines to sell his wife's imitation jewellery. But to our heroes surprise, he finds that the jewellery is not
imitation after all, but real, and valuable. Our hero enjoys his new found wealth for a little while and then makes a
M. de Maupassant finishes speaking and settles back in is armchair. And you? You are left bewildered. There is a
secret here; a secret that everyone seems to know apart from you and the poor, hapless husband. Why, even the
smiling, smirking clerks at the jewellery shop seem to know how the good lady wife came by the money to buy
such fabulous jewels.
How does de Maupassant create this feeling that he is telling you the story himself? The story is told in the third
person and dialogue is sparse. Character descriptions are clinical and brief, and rather lead you to think of a type of
person instead of painting a mental picture of an individual. And yet there is detail there, incisive, and dropped in