"Eddie!" This was George.
"... to have and to hold, through...."
Judy was trying vainly to pull the entire length of her gown under the umbrella and the fact that she couldn't made her pout. Her makeup was running in the rain too—and quite suddenly she looked rather unpretty. Definitely positively irrevocably unpretty—a younger thinner somewhat more attractive image of her mother. A thoroughly revolting thought.
"Uh-unh," said Eddie.
You tell 'em, Eddie-boy.
"Uh-unh."
George whispered, "What does that mean? Say yes so everyone can hear you, especially with this thunder."
"That doesn't mean yes," Eddie explained patiently. But then, because the thunder roared still louder, he shouted, "In fact, it means the opposite of yes."
You tell 'em, Eddie.
"It means that this is all a mistake. I will not marry Judy. The answer to the question is no, no, NO!"