Only girls are given in marriage.

You are taking a wife," Varvara Petrovna hissed malignantly.
_"Oui, j'ai pris un mot pour un autre.

Mais c'est egal."_ He gazed at her with a hopeless air.
"I see that _c'est egal_," she muttered contemptuously through her teeth.
"Good heavens! Why he's going to faint.

Nastasya, Nastasya, water!" But water was not needed.

He came to himself.