"Then
there was the mackintosh woman, who only appeared in the evenings. She was
about three-and-a-half feet high and made of rolled up rubbery mackintoshes,
and although she had no eyes, skilfully arranged buttons gave her a kind of
face. She crawled from under my bed and scuttled about the room, appearing to
be very busy sweeping in the corners of the room although she had no visible
brush – or hands, for that matter. The slightest sound sent her scuttling under
my bed again and I’d imagine I could smell a rubbery smell."
--
The Juniper Tree, Barbara Comyns (inspired by the Grimm Bros. tale)
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