He , therefore , would accompany them , and if the sorcerer 's child appeared -- well , he would show them how the best hunter in Seeonee dealt with such things . The Brahmin , he said , had given him a charm against the creature that made everything perfectly safe . `` What says he ? What says he ? What says he ? '' the wolves repeated every few minutes ; and Mowgli translated until he came to the witch part of the story , which was a little beyond him , and then he said that the man and woman who had been so kind to him were trapped . `` Does Man trap Man ? '' said Bagheera . `` So he says . I can not understand the talk . They are all mad together . What have Messua and her man to do with me that they should be put in a trap ; and what is all this talk about the Red Flower ? I must look to this . Whatever they would do to Messua they will not do till Buldeo returns . And so -- '' Mowgli thought hard , with his fingers playing round the haft of the skinning-knife , while Buldeo and the charcoal-burners went off very valiantly in single file . `` I go hot-foot back to the Man-Pack , '' Mowgli said at last . `` And those ? '' said Gray Brother , looking hungrily after the brown backs of the charcoal-burners . `` Sing them home , '' said Mowgli , with a grin ; `` I do not wish them to be at the village gates till it is dark . Can ye hold them ? ''
Gray XXXXX bared his white teeth in contempt .
Bagheera Brahmin Brother Buldeo Man-Pack Messua Mowgli Red charcoal-burners haft