We did not know what to do.

Asa declared that it was useless to try to save Prince, and with a blow of the axe he put him out of his misery.

Then, while I held the lantern, he and Addison cut the birch-tree in which William-le-Bon hung.

The poor animal struggled so violently at times that they had no easy task of it; but at last the tree fell over, and we got the horse's leg free.

It was broken, however, and he could not get up.
As to the others, it was hard to say, there in the night and storm, what we ought to do for them.