The cart lost its way and was now moving slowly up to the Tower.

After a while, a cart moved slowly along the road toward Winold.

The cart is moving again, into the shade of the ornate black gates.

At his signal, the cart moved out from under him, and he died after a brief struggle.

When the carts had moved on Joseph turned a horrified face to his brother.

The cart was moving now and they walked on in its wake.

The great cart of steaming food had moved along, and for the first time she saw the distant fountain.

Already the cart was moving on to the next display.

The carts moved on, slowly, with everyone watching the hairs.

With a grunt he jumped to his feet and saw that the cart was moving rapidly along the road to the west.