Ten Years Later: The Vicomte of Bragelonne by Alexandre Dumas Chapter 23 Page 36

aid-de-camp wished the fishermen good-night, calling to their notice that they might see from the door of the tent the masts of their bark, which was tossing gently on the Tweed, a proof that it had not yet sunk. The sight of this appeared to delight the leader of the fishermen infinitely.