Margret arrives, seeing her father already there. She doesn't question this as she sits down at the table, she doesn't seem to be having a pleasant day either since this will be the last time she would be inside her house, she would be leaving today for a summer house where it would be isolated in the country side, it was for her own good her father would say. She doesn't think so, but she cannot protest into not going. "...father..." She said timidly. "Do I...really have to go?"