Mathilde ends up paying the price for her extreme self-admiration. “Mine Loisel looked old now.” “She had become the wife of poor households…. With rumpled hair, askew skirts and red hands…” Because Mathilde has always been very full of herself, she suffered the consequences. Mathilde is torn when she realizes she worked so hard for something fake. She realizes that the last ten years of her life have been a waste when Mrs. Foresier says: “Oh my poor Mathilde! Well, my necklace was made of paste. It was worth at most five hundred francs! I think that was the hardest thing for Mathilde to hear at this point because she's been dealing with so much since the night she lost her