They made me very afraid , and I left water and went back to this my river , hiding by day and walking by night , when I could not find little streams to help me . I came to my village again , but I did not hope to see any of my people there . Yet they were ploughing and sowing and reaping , and going to and fro in their fields , as quietly as their own cattle . '' `` Was there still good food in the river ? '' said the Jackal . `` More than I had any desire for . Even I -- and I do not eat mud -- even I was tired , and , as I remember , a little frightened of this constant coming down of the silent ones . I heard my people say in my village that all the English were dead ; but those that came , face down , with the current were NOT English , as my people saw . Then my people said that it was best to say nothing at all , but to pay the tax and plough the land . After a long time the river cleared , and those that came down it had been clearly drowned by the floods , as I could well see ; and though it was not so easy then to get food , I was heartily glad of it . A little killing here and there is no bad thing -- but even the Mugger is sometimes satisfied , as the saying is . '' `` Marvellous ! Most truly marvellous ! '' said the Jackal . `` I am become fat through merely hearing about so much good eating . And afterward what , if it be permitted to ask , did the Protector of the Poor do ? '' `` I said to myself -- and by the Right and Left of Gunga ! I locked my jaws on that vow -- I said I would never go roving any more . So I lived by the Ghaut , very close to my own people , and I watched over them year after year ; and they loved me so much that they threw marigold wreaths at my head whenever they saw it lift . Yes , and my Fate has been very kind to me , and the river is good enough to respect my poor and infirm presence ; only -- '' `` No one is all happy from his beak to his tail , '' said the Adjutant sympathetically .
`` What does the XXXXX of Mugger-Ghaut need more ? ''
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