And mind, don't you hurry--come mighty slow.

If there's anybody with you, let him keep back--if he shows himself he'll be shot.
Come along now.

Come slow; push the door open yourself--just enough to squeeze in, d' you hear ?" I didn't hurry; I couldn't if I'd a wanted to.

I took one slow step at a time and there warn't a sound, only I thought I could hear my heart.

The dogs were as still as the humans, but they followed a little behind me.
When I got to the three log doorsteps I heard them unlocking and unbarring and unbolting.