He wanted to slay something; he almost wished his friend had been an enemy that he could have gone out and fought with him and reseized his bride.

What matter that she should be unwilling--the Arranstoun brides had often been unwilling.

She had been unwilling before, and he had crushed her resistance, and even made her eventually show him some acquiescence and content.

He could certainly do it again, and with more chance of success, since she was a woman now and not a child, and would better understand emotions of love.
He stood there shaking with passion.

What should he do?
What step should he take?
Then Binko, who had emerged from his basket, gave a tiny half-bark--he wanted to express his sympathy and excitement.