"If we had we wouldn't be going at this snail pace," answered Dan.
The snail pace, like the sand at the wheels, began to drag at Madeline's faith.
It started off at snail pace, but even that wor too mich for Joa.
Even at this snail pace the good people used to wonder at the ease, as well as the speed, with which the journey was made.
No use—the soldiers kept moving on at ...