"And no one can tell how long this weather spree will last." "It's not a mile we've got to go any more, any way.

With what we'll do to-day it will be half a mile of dirt moved in three days.

That leaves but half a mile.

This storm may be played out when it reaches us." But the worry on his face showed that he put little faith in this possibility.
What he stated in regard to the ditch was true.

The work of night and day had eaten well into the remaining mile between the two camps.