According to the peddler, the whole world is nothing but a big rattrap because it had never existed for any other purpose than to set baits for people. It offered riches and joys, shelter and food, heat and clothing, exactly as the rattrap offered cheese and pork, and as soon as anyone let himself be tempted to touch the bait, it closed in on him, and then everything came to an end. After he steals thirty kronor from one of the old crofters of the ironworks on one of his usual days, he decides to take into the woods instead of continuing on the public highway, which during the first hours caused him no difficulty. However, later in the day it became worse, for it was a big and confusing forest that he had gotten into. He walked and walked without coming to the end of the wood, and finally he realised that he had only been walking around in the same part of the forest. All at once he recalled his thoughts about the world and the rattrap. Now his own turn had come. He had let himself be fooled by a bait and had been caught. The whole forest, with its trunks and branches, its thickets and fallen logs, closed in upon him like an impenetrable prison from which he could never escape.