She suffered all these ten years just for a necklace that she absolutely had to have. It's ironic because she suffered and worked for a necklace that wasn't worth all that. The author only revealed this at the very end of the story. “Ah, my poor Mathilde? Well, my necklace was made of paste. It was worth at least five hundred francs” (Maupassant 558). This is an irony of the situation in the new The