As for THY Man-cub , from whom thou hast taken a Word and so laid him open to Death , THY Man-cub is with ME , and if he be not already dead the fault is none of thine , bleached dog ! Wait here for the dhole , and be glad that the Man-cub and I strike on thy side . '' Kaa flashed up-stream again , and moored himself in the middle of the gorge , looking upward at the line of the cliff . Presently he saw Mowgli 's head move against the stars , and then there was a whizz in the air , the keen , clean schloop of a body falling feet first , and next minute the boy was at rest again in the loop of Kaa 's body . `` It is no leap by night , '' said Mowgli quietly . `` I have jumped twice as far for sport ; but that is an evil place above -- low bushes and gullies that go down very deep , all full of the Little People . I have put big stones one above the other by the side of three gullies . These I shall throw down with my feet in running , and the Little People will rise up behind me , very angry . '' `` That is Man 's talk and Man 's cunning , '' said Kaa . `` Thou art wise , but the Little People are always angry . '' `` Nay , at twilight all wings near and far rest for a while . I will play with the dhole at twilight , for the dhole hunts best by day . He follows now Won-tolla 's blood-trail . '' `` Chil does not leave a dead ox , nor the dhole the blood-trail , '' said Kaa . `` Then I will make him a new blood-trail , of his own blood , if I can , and give him dirt to eat . Thou wilt stay here , Kaa , till I come again with my dholes ? '' `` Ay , but what if they kill thee in the Jungle , or the Little People kill thee before thou canst leap down to the river ? '' `` When to-morrow comes we will kill for to-morrow , '' said Mowgli , quoting a Jungle saying ; and again , `` When I am dead it is time to sing the Death Song . Good hunting , Kaa ! '' He loosed his arm from the python 's neck and went down the gorge like a log in a freshet , paddling toward the far bank , where he found slack-water , and laughing aloud from sheer happiness .
There was nothing XXXXX liked better than , as he himself said , `` to pull the whiskers of Death , '' and make the Jungle know that he was their overlord .
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