Tuesday, January 26, 2010

26 January 1820 - Replacement.

After all that searching, we had lost hope. Then my husband decided what to do.

"We have to find a way to replace it."

We took the box that had contained it and went to the jeweler of whose name it had contained. However, it was not he who sold the necklace, but just furnished the case. We went to almost every jeweler, searching for a similar necklace, but to no avail.


We were tired, we were about to give up hope. I was thinking, would Madame Forestier question the time taken to return to jewelery? Would she find everything out? I did not want to be punished, I did not deserve it. This was what motivated me to move on. I won't give up. This is so we don't get punished. She was rich, I was poor, we're worlds different. She had been kind to lend me her necklace, now I must return the favour. If I don't, she would think otherwise.


Then finally, we found a string of diamonds that looked almost like the one we had lost at a place called "Palais Royal". It was worth forty thousand francs and we could actually have it for thirty-six thousand francs. We begged him not to sell it for three days and made a bargain. He should buy it back for thirty-four thousand francs if we were to find the necklace because the end of February.


All hope was not lost, at least, not yet.

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