When she returned to her post, she said the other clerk had disappeared.

When I worked there in the mid-50's, clerks would disappear for their dinner hour and return days later with lurid tales to tell.

The second clerk finished her conversation, got up, and disappeared through a side door.

The clerk disappeared for a few minutes, and presently returned.

The clerk disappeared through the door leading to the outer corridor.

He watched the clerk disappear into a back room.

The clerk took my debit card and disappeared into the back of the store.

The clerk disappeared and from the outside a voice demanded in a loud cry that he had to see the Major.

The clerk stared at me, but took the prescription and disappeared.

At the first stroke of the hour, the new clerk disappeared.