The cart stopped beside an old cottage near the edge of the mainland.

"That cannot be all right," said the other: "let us follow and see where the cart stops."

Towards five in the evening the cart stopped nearly 600 feet from the palisade.

The cart reached the end of the tunnel and stopped automatically.

The cart rolled almost to the edge and stopped.

The cart stopped at the base of the platform.

Now plunged into darkness, the cart stops at the peak of the hill.

However, the cart didn't stop at the bottom of the ramp.

The carts stopped, and then two of them fled back into the shuttle.

Dust rose off the path where the cart had stopped.