Then he turned stiffly, as a man turns on parade, and gathered his strength and marched away with a measured tread.

For the world and what it held he would not have entered his dwelling then, for he felt that his daughter was there before him, and that if he once saw her face he should not be able to hold his hand.

He would not see her again on earth, lest he should take her life for what she had done.
He was more aware of outward things after that, though he almost commanded himself to do what he had to do, as he would have given orders to one of his soldiers.

He went to the chief steward's office and demanded the key of the room in the King's name.

But it was not forthcoming, and the fact that it could not be found strengthened his conviction that Don John had it in his keeping.