„Ah! la brave petite chevrette, comme elle y allait de bon cœur! Plus de dix fois, je ne mens pas, Gringoire, elle força le loup à reculer pour reprendre haleine.“
zitiert aus: Alphonse Daudet, Lettres de mon moulin
„Slowly we began to draw ahead once more, ploughing our way in the swell, while to starboard of us, some hundred yards distant, came our escort, the white foam hissing from her bows, her cloud of canvas billowing to a wind that none of us could feel.“
zitiert aus: Daphne du Maurier, Don’t look now
Buchmerkur Schröersche Berlin 
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