"Let him cry his fill," said old biddy the maid,-"let him cry his fill, and it will do him good."
"That Boy Of Norcott's"
Charles James Lever
I know she is, for biddy says she asked for a pail of cold water at six this morning, and she's out walking now.
"Spinning-Wheel Stories"
Louisa May Alcott
You're right enough, biddy; 'tis himself, and no other; it's a turn he took to devotion since he grew rich.
"St. Patrick's Eve"
Charles James Lever