E. Nesbit,
The Magic City — IV: The Dragon-Slayer
(1906)
“ He put his sword over his shoulder as you do a gun, and ran. Like the dragon he made straight for the Princess. And now it was a race between him and the dragon. Philip ran and ran. His heart thumped, his feet had that leaden feeling that comes in nightmares. He felt as if he were dying.Keep on, keep on, faster, faster, you mustn't stop. Ah! that's better. He has got his second wind. He is going faster. And the dragon, or is it fancy? is going not quite so fast.How he did it Philip never knew. But with a last spurt he reached the pillar where the Princess stood bound. ”
