It distressed him deeply to see his pain and to know that there would be more to come.
"Her happiness is all that I care for--surely you know this--but what has caused this change?
Has she seen her husband again ?--I----" Here Henry stopped, a sense of stupefaction set in.

What could it all mean?
"We have never spoken upon the matter," the priest answered him.

"I cannot say, but I think--yes, she has certainly come under his influence again.

Have you never searched in your mind, Monsieur, to ask yourself who this husband could be ?" "No--! How should I have done so?
I have never been in America in my life." And then Henry's haggard eyes caught a look in the old priest's face.

"My God!" he cried, agony in his voice, "you would suggest that it is some one I may know!" "I suggest nothing, Monsieur.