And marvelling neighbours shook the head,
Amaz’d the Miller’s glee was fled.
Some thought his conscience overcast
Was but a judgment for the past.
Old Robin with a wink could tell
That “Whang had manag’d matters well;
He shrewdly guess’d how things would end,
For gain, ill-gotten, would not spend.”
And Gammer Gabble now could prate
That her “last sack had wanted weight.”