“Have I not told you the price?”
“Ah, Louis, we must not jest. Put the necklace back again.”
“You refuse to allow me to put it on?”
“Oh no, sire, if I were going to wear it.”
“What?” said the king, surprised.
“No,” she said; “no one shall see a necklace of this price round my neck.”
“You will not wear it?”
“Never.”
“You refuse me.”
“I refuse to wear a million or a million and a half of francs round my neck, for this necklace must cost that.”