"Perrot, she kept the letter, she would have kept the ring if she could.

Listen: Monsieur Gering has held to his word; he has come to seek me this time.

He knows that while I live the woman is not his, though she bears his name.

She married him--Why?
It is no matter--he was there, I was not.

There were her father, her friends! I was a Frenchman, a Catholic--a thousand things! And a woman will yield her hand while her heart remains in her own keeping.