The rascal led me away from the town, and, pointing to a hill which was near us, gave me to understand that the hotel was situated behind it.

I believed him, as all the houses are built far apart; but on ascending the hill, I found nothing but a lonely spot and a wood.

I wished to turn back, but the fellow paid no attention to my desire, and continued walking towards the wood.

I then snatched my portmanteau from him, and refused to proceed any further.

He endeavoured to wrest it from me, when, luckily, I saw in the distance two English soldiers, who hastened up in answer to my cries, and, on seeing this, the fellow ran off.