about four o’clock in the afternoon
Each of the party slept amid their new luxury , taking possession of the good things and the pretty things they had severally wished for . Cesarine undressed her mother before a toilet-table of white marble with a long mirror . Cesar had given himself a few superfluities , and longed to make use of them at once : and they all went to sleep thinking of the joys of the morrow . On that morrow Cesarine and her mother , having been to Mass , and having read their vespers , dressed about four o'clock in the afternoon , after resigning the _ entresol _ to the secular arm of Chevet and his people . No attire ever suited Madame Cesar better than this cherry-colored velvet dress with lace trimmings , and short sleeves made with jockeys : her beautiful arms , still fresh and youthful , her bosom , sparklingly white , her throat and shoulders of a lovely shape , were all heightened in effect by the rich material and the resplendent color . The naive delight which every woman feels when she sees herself in the plenitude of her power gave an inexpressible sweetness to the Grecian profile of this charming woman , whose beauty had all the delicacy of a cameo . Cesarine , dressed in white crape , wore a wreath of white roses , a rose at her waist , and a scarf chastely covering her shoulders and bust : Popinot was beside himself .