Sylveste felt the carriage begin to convey them down, towards the city level.

Now at last the heavy carriage began to move more evenly.

The interpreter leaned forward in his seat as the carriage began rolling.

The coachman cracked his whip, and the carriage began to lumber off.

Nathan flicked his whip, and the carriage began to move.

He bowed low repeatedly as the door closed, and the carriage began to move.

The carriage began to slow, climbing as it did.

With a slight lurch, the carriage began to move forward.

When she looked up again, the carriage had slowed and begun to turn down the lane that led to the druids' meeting place.

There was a gentle jolt as the carriage began to move.