About eight o'clock
In the court-yard stood the gig in which Rosalie and her mistress were to go , and a cart on which the remainder of the furniture and the trunks were already loaded . Ludivine and old Simon were to stay at the château until its new owner arrived , and then , too old to stay in service any longer , they were going to their friends to live on their savings and the pensions Jeanne had given them . Marius had married and left the château long ago . About eight o'clock a fine , cold rain , which the wind drove in slanting lines , began to fall , and the furniture on the cart had to be covered over with tarpaulins . Some steaming cups of coffee stood on the kitchen-table , and Jeanne sat down and slowly drank hers up ; then rising : `` Let us go , '' she said . She began to put on her hat and shawl , while Rosalie put on her goloshes . A great lump rose in her throat , and she whispered : `` Rosalie , do you remember how it rained the day we left Rouen to come here ? ''