I would call Bagheera . '' The long , low howl rose and fell , and Mowgli saw Messua 's husband flinch and turn , half minded to run back to the hut . `` Go on , '' Mowgli called cheerfully . `` I said there might be singing . That call will follow up to Khanhiwara . It is Favour of the Jungle . '' Messua urged her husband forward , and the darkness shut down on them and Mother Wolf as Bagheera rose up almost under Mowgli 's feet , trembling with delight of the night that drives the Jungle People wild . `` I am ashamed of thy brethren , '' he said , purring . `` What ? Did they not sing sweetly to Buldeo ? '' said Mowgli . `` Too well ! Too well ! They made even ME forget my pride , and , by the Broken Lock that freed me , I went singing through the Jungle as though I were out wooing in the spring ! Didst thou not hear us ? '' `` I had other game afoot . Ask Buldeo if he liked the song . But where are the Four ? I do not wish one of the Man-Pack to leave the gates to-night . '' `` What need of the Four , then ? ''
said XXXXX , shifting from foot to foot , his eyes ablaze , and purring louder than ever .
Bagheera Buldeo Didst Khanhiwara Lock Man-Pack Messua Mowgli night to-night