"It is sixty kilometres, and for thirty of them you mount.

No carriage ascends at the trot.

The diligence is the quickest on the road.

It proceeds at the trot where the hired carriages go at a snail's pace.
You hire horses--they are your own.

You beat them--_hein_!" And he made a gesture descriptive of a successful and timely arrival.
"It is my custom," he went on, confidentially, "to make sure that my patients are comfortably in bed at night.