Your love is as false as your character.

Mistress Mallet is the real object of your regards.

You see I am acquainted with your perfidy." "Amabel, you are deceived," replied Rochester.

"On my soul, you are.
When I have an opportunity of explaining myself more fully, I will prove to you that I was induced by the king, for an especial purpose, to pay feigned addresses to the lady you have named.

But I never loved her.