Ned seized his pike, and faced the direction from which the sound had come.
"Throw on fresh sticks, Tom.

All animals fear fire." A bright blaze soon lit up the wood.
"Now, Tom, do you climb the tree.

I will give you the pieces of meat up, and then do you lift the other stag to a higher branch.

I don't suppose the brute can climb, but he may be able to do so.

At any rate, we will sleep in the tree, and keep watch and ward." As soon as Tom had followed these instructions, Ned handed him up the bows and arrows and spears, and then clambered up beside him.
As the fire again burned low, an animal was seen to approach, cautiously.
"A lion!" whispered Tom.
"I don't think that he is as big as a lion," Ned said, "but he certainly looks like one.