I told him I was certain Rose had been his daily visitor during those three weeks' illness up the village; that she had been passionately in love with him from the first, and that he was a villain and a traitor.

A thousand things, too slight to recapitulate, but all tending to the same end, convinced me of it.

He was changeful by nature.

Rose's pretty piquant beauty bewitched him; and this was the end.
"I hope I may be mistaken," I said; "for Kate's sake I hope so, for she loves him with a love of which he is totally unworthy; but, I confess, I doubt it." I cannot describe to you the anger of Captain Danton, and I pray I may never witness the like again.

When men like him, quiet and good-natured by habit, do get into a passion, the passion is terrible indeed.
"The villain!" he cried, through his clenched teeth.