From Robert E. Howard’s Iron Shadows in the Moon:
While seeking shelter for himself and a female companion, Howard’s barbarian suggests they sleep within the ruins of a strange temple. When his companion tells him that she would rather sleep outside, Conan replies:
“There was nothing to show that any wild thing lairs in the ruins. Besides, you are soft-skinned, and used to shelter and dainties. I could sleep naked in the snow and feel no discomfort, but the dew would give you cramps, were we to sleep in the open.”
Almost brings a tear to the eye, doesn’t it?
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