You feel my touch, now, on your shoulder.

See, now I put out the lights; now I draw aside this curtain, and admit the golden morning radiance.

You see that radiance, but you do not see me.
"A miracle?
_Pas du tout!_ Nothing but an application of perfectly natural laws.

And so--well, now let us come back to the matter under discussion.

You have come hither to arrest me, _monsieur_.