"It's the old dragon gag. In the days when knights were bold, as you probably know, girls used to hound fellows into going out and fighting dragons. I expect your old pal Childe Roland had it happen to him a dozen times. But dragons are one thing and aunts are another. I have no doubt that Esmond Haddock would spring to the task of taking on a fire-breathing dragons, but there isn't the remotest chance of him ever standing up to Dame Daphne Winkworth, and the Misses Charlotte, Emmeline, Harriet and Myrtle Deverill and making them play ball."
(from The Mating Game, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)