The bed was undisturbed.

What had happened?
There was not an instant to lose, and we may be sure that, with that rapidity of decision we know in Roland, he lost not an instant.

He rushed to his room, finished dressing, put his hunting knife into his belt, slung his rifle over his shoulder and went out.

No one was yet awake except the chambermaid.

Roland met her on the stairs.
"Tell Madame de Montrevel," said he, "that I have gone into the forest of Seillon with my gun.