Chad thought sh'ad stopp'd her throat, see now;
Is not this a wondrous case, see now?
When ich saw this, ich was wroth, see now,
And stert between them twain, see now,
Else ich durst take a book-oath, see now,
My gammer had been slain, see now.
Gammer. This is even the whole matter, as Hodge has plainly told.
And chould fain be quiet for my part, that chould.
But help us, good master, beseech ye that ye do,
Else shall we both be beaten, and lose our nee'le too.