It did not seem any more difficult than swarming up the shrouds of a ship, and not half so hard as going round the main-top without crawling through the "lubber's hole"-- a feat he had often performed on his father's vessel.
Therefore, without asking leave, or saying a word to any one, he laid hold of the bamboo pegs and started up the tree.
None of the others had taken any notice of him.

Captain Redwood was engaged in wiping out his gun, with little Helen attending upon him, while Saloo was playing poulterer, and Murtagh, a little way off in the woods, gathering faggots for the fire.

Henry kept on, hand over hand, and foot after foot, till he at length stood upon the topmost round of the unfinished ladder.

Being almost as tall as Saloo himself, he easily got his arm into the cavity that contained the nest, and commenced groping all over it.

He could find no other bird, nor yet an egg.