"Now, my brother," said Winishuyat, "we are going to the place where Sas himself has always killed everyone who baffled him elsewhere. No man has ever escaped from the place to which Sas is now taking you. He will take you to a tree; he will ask you to climb it; he will bend it and let it spring back again; he will kill you if you are not careful." They went to a very wide, level plain; in the middle of the plain stood a tremendous, big pine-tree, leaning to one side somewhat. "My son-in-law," said Sas, "when I was young I used to play here. I cannot play much now, but I'll show you how to play." "My brother," said Winishuyat, "I will tell you what to do. Sas will try his best now to kill us. Do not kill him to-day; try him, lead him on, make him go higher and higher on the tree, and wait till to-morrow." Sas climbed the tree some distance and said: "Now, my son-in-law, I am ready!" Tulchuherris seized the top of the tree, pulled it toward him a little, and let it fly back. Sas kept his hold and slipped down. "Now, my son-in-law, go up; go higher. I used to go very high when I was young like you." Tulchuherris went to where Sas had been. "Go higher," said Sas. "I wanted to stay where you were," answered Tulchuherris; "but I will go a little higher." Sas took hold of the tree at the top, pulled it to the earth, and let it go. It sprang back into the sky with a noise like thunder. Tulchuherris held on and slipped down unhurt. "Well, father-in-law," said Tulchuherris, "try again." "I cannot go high," said Sas; "but I will go a little higher than I did the first time. Don't give the tree a big pull." He went up. "Go higher," said Tulchuherris. "My son-in-law, I cannot go higher; I am old." Tulchuherris teased him till he went a little higher; then he gave a harder pull than before. Sas held on without trouble and slipped to the ground. "Now," said Sas, "I'll give you a swing." Tulchuherris went up. "Go higher," said Sas. He went higher. "Go higher; you are young," urged Sas. "I don't like to go up," said Tulchuherris. But he went a little higher. Old Sas gave a good pull, stronger than before. Tulchuherris held on and came to the ground safely. Going to one side, he said: "Whu, whu! let this day be made short!" So the day was made short; evening came soon. "Well, father-in-law, you try now." "Very well," said Sas, "give me a small pull; my arms tremble; I am old. I cannot hold on, I am so weak." Old Sas went up. "Go higher," said Tulchuherris. "I cannot; I'm old." Tulchuherris pulled down the top of the tree, but not so far. While he was pulling, Sas said: "Oh, my son-in-law, don't let it go hard." Tulchuherris gave a pull that would leave Sas on the tree, and he came down unhurt. "Now try once more," said Sas, "and we will go home." "Very well," answered Tulchuherris. "Now, my brother," said Winishuyat, "this is the last time to-day. He will try hard to kill you. Jump off before he lets the tree go."