No More Learning

Here
it is! Great Cupid, he's found his voice.

Capt. G. repeats Troth in a voice to be heard to the end of the Church
and turns on his heel.

Capt. M. (Desperately. ) Rein back! Back to your troop! 'Tisn't half
legal yet.

PADRE. . . .
joined together let no man put asunder.

Capt. G. paralyzed with fear jibs after Blessing.

Capt. M. (Quickly. ) On your own front--one length. Take her with you. I
don't come. You've nothing to say. (Capt. G. jingles up to altar. )

Capt. M.