Tomorrow I shall breakfast at Erfurt, and maybe dine, also.

I will start as soon as I get back." "Well, well, sir, it shall be as you please," the man said; "but it seems that we are reversing our parts, and that you have become the host, and we your guests." It was a pleasant meal by the torch light.

Many a month had passed since the peasants had tasted meat; and the bread, fresh from the Prussian bakeries, was of a very different quality to the black oaten bread to which they were accustomed.

A horn of good wine completed their enjoyment.
When the meal was done, the man said: "Now, master, I will guide you to the wood." There was no occasion to lead the horse; for it, as well as its companion, had been trained to follow their master like dogs, and to come to a whistle.

The wood was but two or three hundred yards off, and the peasant led the way through the trees to a small open space in its centre.