He went for the wrong tree, which was, of course, the right one by mistake, and up he started.
Matters were serious now.

We remained still, and awaited developments.
The peasant toiled his difficult way up.

The king raised himself up and stood; he made a leg ready, and when the comer's head arrived in reach of it there was a dull thud, and down went the man floundering to the ground.

There was a wild outbreak of anger below, and the mob swarmed in from all around, and there we were treed, and prisoners.

Another man started up; the bridging bough was detected, and a volunteer started up the tree that furnished the bridge.