He went out in the evening and managed to buy, at a cottage, two loaves of bread and a couple of bottles of wine.

We divided these.

Then I put on my disguise, and we started in different directions, he making south for the river, which I trust the good fellow managed to reach and cross safely, while I struck north.
"My wine and bread lasted me for four days, by which time I had arrived at Louviers, on the Seine.

I was now a hundred miles from Le Mans, and altogether beyond the line of action.

I felt comparatively safe.