Friend Leonard insisted that we should not catch him, as a bear never remains in the place where he has been wounded, but runs on and on night and day; by this time he would have got right across the border into Wallachia.

'Very well!' I said, 'What do you bet that he is not quite near and we shall come upon him to-morrow ?' Leonard replied he would bet me two to one we shouldn't.

'All right!' said I.'I'll pay you a hundred ducats if we don't find Bruin to-morrow.' 'And I'll pay you a thousand if we do,' said he.

So the bet was clinched.

Next morning in a thick mist we sent out the beaters while we ourselves stood on our guard.
Leonard and I took up our post near a ravine waiting impatiently for the mist to disperse.