`` That was done with a bamboo , '' said the boy , after one glance . `` I have used such a thing among the buffaloes when I served in the Man-Pack . The Father of Cobras -- I am sorrowful that I made a jest of him -- knew the breed well , as I might have known . Said I not that men kill for idleness ? '' `` Indeed , they killed for the sake of the red and blue stones , '' Bagheera answered . `` Remember , I was in the King 's cages at Oodeypore . '' `` One , two , three , four tracks , '' said Mowgli , stooping over the ashes . `` Four tracks of men with shod feet . They do not go so quickly as Gonds . Now , what evil had the little woodman done to them ? See , they talked together , all five , standing up , before they killed him . Bagheera , let us go back . My stomach is heavy in me , and yet it heaves up and down like an oriole 's nest at the end of a branch . '' `` It is not good hunting to leave game afoot . Follow ! '' said the panther . `` Those eight shod feet have not gone far . '' No more was said for fully an hour , as they worked up the broad trail of the four men with shod feet . It was clear , hot daylight now , and Bagheera said , `` I smell smoke . '' Men are always more ready to eat than to run , Mowgli answered , trotting in and out between the low scrub bushes of the new Jungle they were exploring .
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