I make my own deductions from events.

Will you not do the same ?" Henry covered his eyes with his hands.

It seemed as though reason were slipping from him; and then, like a flash of lightning which cleared his brain, the reality struck him.
"It is Michael Arranstoun," he said with a moan.
"We know nothing for certain," proclaimed the Pere Anselme.

"But the alteration began from this young man's visit.

That is why I warned you to well ascertain the truth of her feelings before going further.