I say, Watson,โ he whispered, โwould you be afraid to sleep in the same room as a lunatic, a man with softening of the brain, an idiot whose mind has lost its grip?โ โNot in the least,โ I answered in astonishment. โAh, thatโs lucky,โ he said, and not another word would he utter that night.
Arthur Conan DoyleHe had never seen a woman doctor before, and his whole conservative soul rose up in revolt at the idea. He could not recall any biblical injunction that the man should remain ever the doctor and the woman the nurse, and yet he felt as if a blasphemy had been committed.
Arthur Conan Doyle