Frederick Marryat,
Mr. Midshipman Easy — Chapter 18
(1912)
“ Jack ate while Gascoigne steered; and the rapidity with which the speronare rushed to the beach was almost frightful. She darted like an arrow from wave to wave, and appeared as if mocking their attempts as they curled their summits almost over her narrow stern. They were within a mile of the beach, when Jack, who had finished his supper, and was looking at the foam boiling on the coast, exclaimed—"That's very fine—very beautiful, upon my soul!""He cares for nothing," thought Gascoigne; "he appears to have no idea of danger." ”
