Белая муха, убийца мужчин

Юле, куда бы мы с ней ни спешили

That which gave me most uneasiness among these maids of honour (when my nurse carried me to visit them) was, to see them use me without any manner of ceremony, like a creature who had no sort of consequence: for they would strip themselves to the skin, and put on their smocks in my presence, while I was placed on their toilet, directly before their naked bodies.

Jonathan Swift,

“Gulliveŕs Travels. A voyage to Brobdingnag”