Half-way
A HORSEMAN crossing a moor, asked a countryman, if it was safe riding.
Ay, answered the countryman, it is hard enough at the bottom, I'll
warrant you; but in half-a-dozen steps the horse sunk up to the girths.
You story-telling rascal, you said it was hard at the bottom!--Ay,
replied the other, but you are not half-way to the bottom yet.