They had a bouncer on each of my elbows before I had moved five feet.
(reads) “accompanied by Mrs. Bouncer, also of the Banbury Light Horse.”
Cromwell can't do Mrs. Bouncer—he has a moustache, you know.
How Bouncer had come to find me, or to whom the canoe belonged, no one could tell.
You can have the honour of killing him yourself, with the help of Bouncer.