Thy war shall be our war . We will let in the jungle ! '' Mowgli had hardly time to catch his breath -- he was shaking all over with rage and hate before the place where the elephants had stood was empty , and Bagheera was looking at him with terror . `` By the Broken Lock that freed me ! '' said the Black Panther at last . `` Art THOU the naked thing I spoke for in the Pack when all was young ? Master of the Jungle , when my strength goes , speak for me -- speak for Baloo -- speak for us all ! We are cubs before thee ! Snapped twigs under foot ! Fawns that have lost their doe ! '' The idea of Bagheera being a stray fawn upset Mowgli altogether , and he laughed and caught his breath , and sobbed and laughed again , till he had to jump into a pool to make himself stop . Then he swam round and round , ducking in and out of the bars of the moonlight like the frog , his namesake . By this time Hathi and his three sons had turned , each to one point of the compass , and were striding silently down the valleys a mile away . They went on and on for two days ' march -- that is to say , a long sixty miles -- through the Jungle ; and every step they took , and every wave of their trunks , was known and noted and talked over by Mang and Chil and the Monkey People and all the birds . Then they began to feed , and fed quietly for a week or so . Hathi and his sons are like Kaa , the Rock Python . They never hurry till they have to . At the end of that time -- and none knew who had started it -- a rumour went through the Jungle that there was better food and water to be found in such and such a valley . The pig -- who , of course , will go to the ends of the earth for a full meal -- moved first by companies , scuffling over the rocks , and the deer followed , with the small wild foxes that live on the dead and dying of the herds ; and the heavy-shouldered nilghai moved parallel with the deer , and the wild buffaloes of the swamps came after the nilghai . The least little thing would have turned the scattered , straggling droves that grazed and sauntered and drank and grazed again ; but whenever there was an alarm some one would rise up and soothe them .
At one time it would be Ikki the Porcupine , full of news of good feed just a little farther on ; at another Mang would cry cheerily and flap down a glade to show it was all empty ; or XXXXX , his mouth full of roots , would shamble alongside a wavering line and half frighten , half romp it clumsily back to the proper road .
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