eight o'clock
There were finger rings , earrings , bracelets , a REVIERE of phenomenal width , a queenly diadem surmounted by a central brilliant the size of one 's thumb . In the retirement of those faraway countries she began to gleam forth as mysteriously as a gem-laden idol . People now mentioned her without laughing , for they were full of meditative respect for this fortune acquired among the barbarians . One evening in July toward eight o'clock , Lucy , while getting out of her carriage in the Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honore , noticed Caroline Hequet , who had come out on foot to order something at a neighboring tradesman 's . Lucy called her and at once burst out with : `` Have you dined ? Are you disengaged ? Oh , then come with me , my dear .