The old lady had gone to bed; Isabella Wardle devoted herself exclusively to Mr.Trundle; the spinster's attentions were reserved for Mr.Tupman; and Emily's thoughts appeared to be engrossed by some distant object--possibly they were with the absent Snodgrass.
Eleven--twelve--one o'clock had struck, and the gentlemen had not arrived.

Consternation sat on every face.

Could they have been waylaid and robbed?
Should they send men and lanterns in every direction by which they could be supposed likely to have travelled home?
or should they--Hark! there they were.

What could have made them so late?
A strange voice, too! To whom could it belong?
They rushed into the kitchen, whither the truants had repaired, and at once obtained rather more than a glimmering of the real state of the case.
Mr.Pickwick, with his hands in his pockets and his hat cocked completely over his left eye, was leaning against the dresser, shaking his head from side to side, and producing a constant succession of the blandest and most benevolent smiles without being moved thereunto by any discernible cause or pretence whatsoever; old Mr.Wardle, with a highly-inflamed countenance, was grasping the hand of a strange gentleman muttering protestations of eternal friendship; Mr.Winkle, supporting himself by the eight-day clock, was feebly invoking destruction upon the head of any member of the family who should suggest the propriety of his retiring for the night; and Mr.Snodgrass had sunk into a chair, with an expression of the most abject and hopeless misery that the human mind can imagine, portrayed in every lineament of his expressive face.
'Is anything the matter ?' inquired the three ladies.
'Nothing the matter,' replied Mr.Pickwick.

'We--we're--all right .-- I say, Wardle, we're all right, ain't we ?' 'I should think so,' replied the jolly host.--'My dears, here's my friend Mr.Jingle--Mr.Pickwick's friend, Mr.Jingle, come 'pon--little visit.' 'Is anything the matter with Mr.Snodgrass, Sir ?' inquired Emily, with great anxiety.
'Nothing the matter, ma'am,' replied the stranger.