I'll tell you my name after you refuse. You'll find out a lot of things after.
George wailed in Eddie's ear, "For gosh sakes, boy—you're holding up the works! And quit that mumbling to yourself. Just say yes."
"Hmmm," said Eddie, cogitating.
"... And do you, Judy, take this man Edward—"
Apparently his hmmm had been taken as an affirmative if nervous response.
You're right, Eddie—that's just what happened. Only don't let them go on. In a moment it will be too late, and you'll be stuck.
"You think so, eh?"
"Shut up!" George hissed in his ear.
"... To have and to hold through sickness and in health, till—"
The wind came up so suddenly, and with it the clouds, that one moment they stood in a bright sunshiny garden, the next it was dark and somber and overhead lightning flashed and thunder rolled sullenly.