The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

Serpent was being pushed so hard, or because it foolishly decided to draw the noose tight,
the whole of the carved stern broke off and the ship was free.
The others were too exhausted to see what Lucy saw. There, a few yards behind them, the
loop of Sea Serpent's body got rapidly smaller and disappeared into a splash. Lucy
always said (but of course she was very excited at the moment, and it may have been only
imagination) that she saw a look of idiotic satisfaction on the creature's face. What is
certain is that it was a very stupid animal, for instead of pursuing the ship it turned its
head round and began nosing all along its own body as if it expected to find the wreckage
of the Dawn Treader there. But the Dawn Treader was already well away, running before
a fresh breeze, and the men lay and sat panting and groaning all about the deck, till
presently they were able to talk about it, and then to laugh about it. And when some rum
had been served out they even raised a cheer; and everyone praised the valour of Eustace
(though it hadn't done any good) and of Reepicheep.
After this they sailed for three days more and saw nothing but sea and sky. On the fourth
day the wind changed to the north and the seas began to rise; by the afternoon it had
nearly become a gale. But at the same time they sighted land on their port bow.
"By your leave, Sire," said Drinian, "we will try to get under the lee of that country by
rowing and lie in harbour, maybe till this is over." Caspian agreed, but a long row against
the gale did not bring them to the land before evening. By the last light of that day they
steered into a natural harbour and anchored, but no one went ashore that night. In the
morning they found themselves in the green bay of a rugged, lonely-looking country
which sloped up to a rocky summit. From the windy north beyond that summit clouds
came streaming rapidly. They lowered the boat and loaded
her with any of the water casks which were now empty.
"Which stream shall we water at, Drinian?" said Caspian as he took his seat in the sternsheets
of the boat. "There seem to be two coming down into the bay."
"It makes little odds, Sire," said Drinian. "But I think it's a shorter pull to that on the
starboard-the eastern one."
"Here comes the rain," said Lucy.
"I should think it does!" said Edmund, for it was already pelting hard. "I say, let's go to
the other stream. There are trees there and we'll have some shelter."
"Yes, let's," said Eustace. "No point in getting wetter than we need."
But all the time Drinian was steadily steering to the starboard, like tiresome people in
cars who continue at forty miles an hour while you are explaining to them that they are
on the wrong road.