"There's an old proverb to the effect that shoemakers' wives go barefoot and doctors' wives die young.

I don't mean that it shall be true in my household.
You will keep Susan until the old spring comes back into your step, and those little hollows on your cheeks fill out." "You just take it easy, Mrs.Doctor, dear," said Susan, coming abruptly in.

"Have a good time and do not worry about the pantry.

Susan is at the helm.

There is no use in keeping a dog and doing your own barking.
I am going to take your breakfast up to you every morning." "Indeed you are not," laughed Anne.