But mainly it rests with you.
Take no denial.

Say you've come to make her your wife, and won't leave the church till you've done it.

She's still the same woman as when she threw you over.

Ah, sir, we men change our natures; but woman is always Eve.

I suppose you know a short cut to the church?
Very well.
I shall take your cart and mare, and drive to meet the press-gang, who won't be in the sweetest of tempers just now.