From the diary of Samuel Pepys (1663-1703)
But before I was in bed, while I was undressing myself, our new ugly maid Luce had like to have broke her neck in the dark, going down our upper stairs; but (which I was glad of) the poor girl did only bruise her head. But at first did lie on the ground groaning, and drawing her breath like one a-dying. -- Pepys' Diary, 30 Jun. 1666