"Not at all, the only obstacle is whether I can catch the bride in time."
"Ah, I see, but there's some formality about banns, and living in the parish, and so on."
"My dear fellow, I'm a parson's son."
"I might have known that by your command of swear words. So am I."
"Is that so? I might have known that too by your perverted morals. Never saw such an indignant chap as you when you thought those navvies had cheated you out of a fight."
"Yes. By Jove, I shall wake those chaps up about that on Monday."
They all three laughed.
"The bride is along this road somewhere; she's only got about twenty minutes or half an hour's start. We're bound to catch her, and then, by Jove! I'll gag and bind her if she won't come quietly."
"They never do that," Bounce said, wagging his head sagely.
"Look here, Bounce, if you sit up there croaking away like some old raven, I'll chuck you out of the cart."