(To THE BRIDEGROOM) Repeat after me: "I, John, take thee, Mary, to be my wedded and aseptic wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness, convalescence, relapse and health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part; and thereto I plight thee my troth."
(THE BRIDEGROOM duly repeats the formula, THE CLERGYMAN now looses their hands, and after another dip into the bichloride, joins them together again.)
