[Lovejoy and Charlotte are walking on a path round the edge of a large lawn in the quadrangle of a Cambridge college]
Why don't we just make a beeline across the grass?
Because it would be worse than raping the Chancellor's wife on the altar of King's College Chapel.
Who is the Chancellor?
I think it's the Duke of Edinburgh.
Oh, we'll stick to the path, then. His wife's got enough problems!



