The boar led them a chase which lasted until five in the afternoon, turning upon his tracks, evidently unwilling to leave the forest with its thick undergrowth.
At last the violent barking of the dogs warned them that the animal had been brought to bay.

The spot was not a hundred paces distant from the pavilion belonging to the Chartreuse, in one of the most tangled thickets of the forest.

It was impossible to force the horses through it, and the riders dismounted.

The barking of the dogs guided them straight along the path, from which they deviated only where the obstacles they encountered rendered it necessary.
From time to time yelps of pain indicated that members of the attacking party had ventured too close to the animal, and had paid the price of their temerity.

About twenty feet from the scene of action the hunters began to see the actors.