"I told him I wouldn't have any more to do with him unless he asserted himself and stopped crawling to those aunts of his."
"He crawls to his aunts, does he?"
"Yes, the worm."
I could not pass this. Better men than Esmond Haddock have crawled to their aunts, and I said so, but she didn't seem to be listening. Girls seldom listen to me, I've noticed.
( from The Mating Season, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)