We went back to our vehicles and then drove slowly over to the other side.

Hugh drove slowly up to the cookhouse, where Matt had just stepped out onto the porch.

He drove slowly along the street, lights on against the gloomy drizzle of the evening, checking the house numbers.

She drove slowly to the Mill Lane turning, signalled as punctiliously as if she were driving in city traffic.

She drove slowly out of the yard and stalled the engine again.