But it is not so.

The wrong I intended you was never committed.

I myself was deceived.

I intended a feigned marriage, but it was rightfully performed.

Time will not allow me to enter into further particulars of the unhappy transaction, but you may credit my assertion when I tell you you are indeed my wife, and Countess of Rochester." "If I thought so, I should die happy," replied Amabel.
"Behold this proof!" said Rochester, producing the certificate.
"I cannot read it," replied Amabel.