'Too much bloody soul and talk altogether--' He withdrew in a dudgeon, Gerald staring after him with angry eyes, that grew gradually calm and amiable as the stoutly-built form of the other man passed into the distance.
'There's one thing, Lupton,' said Gerald, turning suddenly to the bridegroom.

'Laura won't have brought such a fool into the family as Lottie did.' 'Comfort yourself with that,' laughed Birkin.
'I take no notice of them,' laughed the bridegroom.
'What about this race then--who began it ?' Gerald asked.
'We were late.

Laura was at the top of the churchyard steps when our cab came up.

She saw Lupton bolting towards her.

And she fled.