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My vessels, as though in terror, were keeping no formation, but apparently scattering across the southeast. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #147)

I watched a burning javelin from the lead ship of the pursuers arc gracefully and smoking through the air and drop hissing into the water some fifteen yards to my right, abeam of the stern. I smiled. "Three quarters beat," I recommended to our oar-master. My vessels, as though in terror, were keeping no formation, but apparently scattering across the southeast. Each had picked up two or three pursuers. My own ship, perhaps recognized as the probable flagship, it having been first in the original formation, was honored by five pursuers. After two Ahn, sometimes increasing the beat, sometimes decreasing it, depending on whether or not we wished to avoid being actually overtaken or we wished to encourage our pursuers, we had spread them behind us in a long, straggling line, its spacing an index to the speed of their individual ships. - (Raiders of Gor)