I'd rather stay with mother and become a real old maid.

But there was nothing of the old maid about her.

Her husband seems a nice sort of a man, but she can't get over being an old maid, that's what.

By the standards of the 1920's she was already an old maid.

And, by the way, there is no such thing as an old maid any more, the books says.

I am an old maid who happens to have a rich father.

Some, like the little old maid, who was the first, never returned.

There is one who has been with us a long time - but then those are old maids of course.

I may be an old maid, she reflected, but at least I'm a happy one.

Unless you're going to tell me my wife is an old maid, because I wasn't around to marry her.