`` My strength is not altogether gone , '' he said . `` It may be that the poison is not to the bone . There is a star sitting low yonder . '' He looked at it between his half-shut hands . `` By the Bull that bought me , it is the Red Flower -- the Red Flower that I lay beside before -- before I came even to the first Seeonee Pack ! Now that I have seen , I will finish the running . '' The marsh ended in a broad plain where a light twinkled . It was a long time since Mowgli had concerned himself with the doings of men , but this night the glimmer of the Red Flower drew him forward . `` I will look , '' said he , `` as I did in the old days , and I will see how far the Man-Pack has changed . '' Forgetting that he was no longer in his own Jungle , where he could do what he pleased , he trod carelessly through the dew-loaded grasses till he came to the hut where the light stood . Three or four yelping dogs gave tongue , for he was on the outskirts of a village . `` Ho ! '' said Mowgli , sitting down noiselessly , after sending back a deep wolf-growl that silenced the curs . `` What comes will come . Mowgli , what hast thou to do any more with the lairs of the Man-Pack ? '' He rubbed his mouth , remembering where a stone had struck it years ago when the other Man-Pack had cast him out . The door of the hut opened , and a woman stood peering out into the darkness . A child cried , and the woman said over her shoulder , `` Sleep . It was but a jackal that waked the dogs . In a little time morning comes . ''
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