It was a lucky chance, no more, which finally led him to Cornwall, but it was the hand of Providence (he said so) which directed his footsteps to the churchtown in which Dr.Ravenshaw lived.

It was there he discovered the connecting link in the signature of a single witness on a noble charter which granted to the monks of St.Nicholas "all wreck of sea which might happen in the Scilly Isles except whales." To the eye of Robert Turold's faith the illegible scrawl on this faded scroll formed the magic name of Simon Turrald.
For once, faith was justified by its works.

The signature was indeed Simon Turrald's; not the younger brother of the last Lord Turrald, but Simon's son.
Bit by bit, Robert Turold succeeded in fitting together the last pieces of the puzzle which had eluded him for so long.

Simon Turrald, the brother, had fled to Cornwall, where he had married a Cornishwoman who had brought him two sons.

The elder, Simon, had taken religious vows, and established a priory at St.Fair, a branch of the great priory of St.Germain.