Robert Louis Stevenson,
The Annotated 'Travels with a Donkey in the Cévennes'…
“ The next, I was pricking Modestine forward, and guiding her like an unruly ship through the open. In a path, she went doggedly ahead of her own accord, as before a fair wind; but once on the turf or among heather, and the brute became demented. The tendency of lost travellers to go round in a circle was developed in her to the degree of passion, and it took all the steering I had in me to keep even a decently straight course through a single field.While I was thus desperately tacking through the bog, children and cattle began to disperse, until only a pair of girls remained behind. ”
