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"
Good
hunting
,
"
said
Kaa
grimly
,
and
glided
away
to
the
west
wall
.
That
happened
to
be
the
least
ruined
of
any
,
and
the
big
snake
was
delayed
awhile
before
he
could
find
a
way
up
the
stones
.
The
cloud
hid
the
moon
,
and
as
Mowgli
wondered
what
would
come
next
he
heard
Bagheera
's
light
feet
on
the
terrace
.
The
Black
Panther
had
raced
up
the
slope
almost
without
a
sound
and
was
striking
--
he
knew
better
than
to
waste
time
in
biting
--
right
and
left
among
the
monkeys
,
who
were
seated
round
Mowgli
in
circles
fifty
and
sixty
deep
.
There
was
a
howl
of
fright
and
rage
,
and
then
as
Bagheera
tripped
on
the
rolling
kicking
bodies
beneath
him
,
a
monkey
shouted
:
"
There
is
only
one
here
!
Kill
him
!
Kill
.
"
A
scuffling
mass
of
monkeys
,
biting
,
scratching
,
tearing
,
and
pulling
,
closed
over
Bagheera
,
while
five
or
six
laid
hold
of
Mowgli
,
dragged
him
up
the
wall
of
the
summerhouse
and
pushed
him
through
the
hole
of
the
broken
dome
.
A
man-trained
boy
would
have
been
badly
bruised
,
for
the
fall
was
a
good
fifteen
feet
,
but
Mowgli
fell
as
Baloo
had
taught
him
to
fall
,
and
landed
on
his
feet
.
"
Stay
there
,
"
shouted
the
monkeys
,
"
till
we
have
killed
thy
friends
,
and
later
we
will
play
with
thee
--
if
the
Poison-People
leave
thee
alive
.
"
"
We
be
of
one
blood
,
ye
and
I
,
"
said
Mowgli
,
quickly
giving
the
Snake
's
Call
.
He
could
hear
rustling
and
hissing
in
the
rubbish
all
round
him
and
gave
the
Call
a
second
time
,
to
make
sure
.
"
Even
ssso
!
Down
hoods
all
!
"
said
half
a
dozen
low
voices
(
every
ruin
in
India
becomes
sooner
or
later
a
dwelling
place
of
snakes
,
and
the
old
summerhouse
was
alive
with
cobras
)
.
"
Stand
still
,
Little
Brother
,
for
thy
feet
may
do
us
harm
.
"
Mowgli
stood
as
quietly
as
he
could
,
peering
through
the
open
work
and
listening
to
the
furious
din
of
the
fight
round
the
Black
Panther
--
the
yells
and
chatterings
and
scufflings
,
and
Bagheera
's
deep
,
hoarse
cough
as
he
backed
and
bucked
and
twisted
and
plunged
under
the
heaps
of
his
enemies
.
For
the
first
time
since
he
was
born
,
Bagheera
was
fighting
for
his
life
.
"
Baloo
must
be
at
hand
;
Bagheera
would
not
have
come
alone
,
"
Mowgli
thought
.
And
then
he
called
aloud
:
"
To
the
tank
,
Bagheera
.
Roll
to
the
water
tanks
.
Roll
and
plunge
!
Get
to
the
water
!
"
Bagheera
heard
,
and
the
cry
that
told
him
Mowgli
was
safe
gave
him
new
courage
.
He
worked
his
way
desperately
,
inch
by
inch
,
straight
for
the
reservoirs
,
halting
in
silence
.
Then
from
the
ruined
wall
nearest
the
jungle
rose
up
the
rumbling
war-shout
of
Baloo
.
The
old
Bear
had
done
his
best
,
but
he
could
not
come
before
.
"
Bagheera
,
"
he
shouted
,
"
I
am
here
.
I
climb
!
I
haste
!
Ahuwora
!
The
stones
slip
under
my
feet
!
Wait
my
coming
,
O
most
infamous
Bandar-log
!
"
He
panted
up
the
terrace
only
to
disappear
to
the
head
in
a
wave
of
monkeys
,
but
he
threw
himself
squarely
on
his
haunches
,
and
,
spreading
out
his
forepaws
,
hugged
as
many
as
he
could
hold
,
and
then
began
to
hit
with
a
regular
bat-bat-bat
,
like
the
flipping
strokes
of
a
paddle
wheel
.
A
crash
and
a
splash
told
Mowgli
that
Bagheera
had
fought
his
way
to
the
tank
where
the
monkeys
could
not
follow
.
The
Panther
lay
gasping
for
breath
,
his
head
just
out
of
the
water
,
while
the
monkeys
stood
three
deep
on
the
red
steps
,
dancing
up
and
down
with
rage
,
ready
to
spring
upon
him
from
all
sides
if
he
came
out
to
help
Baloo
.
It
was
then
that
Bagheera
lifted
up
his
dripping
chin
,
and
in
despair
gave
the
Snake
's
Call
for
protection
--
"
We
be
of
one
blood
,
ye
and
I
"
--
for
he
believed
that
Kaa
had
turned
tail
at
the
last
minute
.
Even
Baloo
,
half
smothered
under
the
monkeys
on
the
edge
of
the
terrace
,
could
not
help
chuckling
as
he
heard
the
Black
Panther
asking
for
help
.
Kaa
had
only
just
worked
his
way
over
the
west
wall
,
landing
with
a
wrench
that
dislodged
a
coping
stone
into
the
ditch
.
He
had
no
intention
of
losing
any
advantage
of
the
ground
,
and
coiled
and
uncoiled
himself
once
or
twice
,
to
be
sure
that
every
foot
of
his
long
body
was
in
working
order
.
All
that
while
the
fight
with
Baloo
went
on
,
and
the
monkeys
yelled
in
the
tank
round
Bagheera
,
and
Mang
the
Bat
,
flying
to
and
fro
,
carried
the
news
of
the
great
battle
over
the
jungle
,
till
even
Hathi
the
Wild
Elephant
trumpeted
,
and
,
far
away
,
scattered
bands
of
the
Monkey-Folk
woke
and
came
leaping
along
the
tree-roads
to
help
their
comrades
in
the
Cold
Lairs
,
and
the
noise
of
the
fight
roused
all
the
day
birds
for
miles
round
.
Then
Kaa
came
straight
,
quickly
,
and
anxious
to
kill
.
The
fighting
strength
of
a
python
is
in
the
driving
blow
of
his
head
backed
by
all
the
strength
and
weight
of
his
body
.
