Well...that is...er...yes? I was a bit sozzled by then, but I remember the broad strokes.

I'm not sure what to make of it, to be honest. On the one hand, being forced to marry a beazel who makes your heart sink despondently into your shoes every time you think of her is a fate worse than death. On the other hand, once a girl's...in a delicate state...one hasn't a choice in the matter. A gentleman must marry her at that point; there's simply no other honorable option, unless of course she releases you from your obligation.