The wolves are my people , and Kaa here is my brother . Father of Cobras , who art thou ? '' `` I am the Warden of the King 's Treasure . Kurrun Raja builded the stone above me , in the days when my skin was dark , that I might teach death to those who came to steal . Then they let down the treasure through the stone , and I heard the song of the Brahmins my masters . '' `` Umm ! '' said Mowgli to himself . `` I have dealt with one Brahmin already , in the Man-Pack , and -- I know what I know . Evil comes here in a little . '' `` Five times since I came here has the stone been lifted , but always to let down more , and never to take away . There are no riches like these riches -- the treasures of a hundred kings . But it is long and long since the stone was last moved , and I think that my city has forgotten . '' `` There is no city . Look up . Yonder are roots of the great trees tearing the stones apart . Trees and men do not grow together , '' Kaa insisted . `` Twice and thrice have men found their way here , '' the White Cobra answered savagely ; `` but they never spoke till I came upon them groping in the dark , and then they cried only a little time . But ye come with lies , Man and Snake both , and would have me believe the city is not , and that my wardship ends . Little do men change in the years . But I change never !
Till the stone is lifted , and the Brahmins come down singing the songs that I know , and feed me with warm milk , and take me to the light again , I -- I -- I , and no other , am the XXXXX of the King 's Treasure !
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