"Why impossible? Get fresh horses, I will pay you for everything."
"I am very sorry, madame, but the storm, the mistral will come very soon, and while the mistral lasts we cannot ride."
"Then I must look for another driver; I cannot delay my return."
"Madame, believe me, you will not find any one who will drive you while the storm lasts. Wait till to-morrow. I will put up my horses at the Black Eagle and await your commands there."
"I will think about it, but doubt whether I shall follow your advice. Adieu."
Madame Danglars entered the office of the port inspector and the driver drove off.