Leisurely , our four horses are tak

Leisurely , our four horses are taken out; leisurely , the coach stands in the little street , bereft of horses , and with no likelihood upon it of ever moving again; leisurely , the new horses come into visible existence , one by one , the new postilions follow ,sucking and plaiting the lashes of their whips; leisurely , the old postilions count their money , make wrong additions , and arrive at dissatisfied results. All the time , our overfraught hearts are beating at a rate far outstrip the fastest gallop of the fastest horses ever foaled.