He was a beautiful, gentle, harmless soul.

I loved him for his music.

He worshipped me as did my spaniel." Still I was determined that her blandishments should not move me.
"And Bothwell ?" I asked.
"That is past endurance from you, Malcolm," she said, beginning to weep.
"You know I was brutally abducted and was forced into marriage with him.
He was an outlaw, an outcast.

He was an uncouth brute whom any woman would loathe.

I was in his power, and I feigned acquiescence only that I might escape and achieve vengeance upon him.