With the exception of the doctor, whose gig was waiting for him, the rest of the company went home snugly, under cover, in close carriages.

I told Mr.Candy that I was afraid he would get wet through.

He told me, in return, that he wondered I had arrived at my time of life, without knowing that a doctor's skin was waterproof.

So he drove away in the rain, laughing over his own little joke; and so we got rid of our dinner company.
The next thing to tell is the story of the night..