"I? No. Why?"
"She has--she has--gone! She is not in her room."
He sprang onto the carpet, thrust his feet into his slippers, and, with
his shirt tails floating in the air, rushed in turn to his daughter's
room. As soon as he saw it, he no longer retained any doubt. She had
fled. He dropped into a chair and placed his lamp on the ground in
front of him.