The mist resolved itself into a mild rain, which, however, lost so much of its mildness as we passed from station to station, that every thing around us was soon under water.

But not only did we ride through water, we were obliged to sit in it also.
The roof of our carriage threatened to become a perfect sieve, and the rain poured steadily in.

Had there been room for such a proceeding, we should all have unfurled our umbrellas.
On occasions like these, I always silently admire the patience of my worthy countrymen, who take every thing so good-humouredly.

Were I a man, I should pursue a different plan, and should certainly not fail to complain of such carelessness.

But as a woman, I must hold my peace; people would only rail at my sex, and call it ill-humoured.