Thursday, about two o’clock
That little quiver came back while she listened to all that Madame Angelin confided to her . And at last she became quite interested in her friend 's case , and offered to accompany her some day when she might be calling on Madame Bourdieu . In the end they arranged to meet one Thursday afternoon for the purpose of going together to the Rue de Miromesnil . As it happened , that same Thursday , about two o'clock , Mathieu , who had come to Paris to see about a threshing-machine at Beauchene 's works , was quietly walking along the Rue La Boetie when he met Cecile Moineaud , who was carrying a little parcel carefully tied round with string . She was now nearly twenty-one , but had remained slim , pale , and weak , since passing through the hands of Dr. Gaude . Mathieu had taken a great liking to her during the few months she had spent as a servant at Chantebled ; and later , knowing what had befallen her at the hospital , he had regarded her with deep compassion . He had busied himself to find her easy work , and a friend of his had given her some cardboard boxes to paste together , the only employment that did not tire her thin weak hands .