If not , it is good hunting none the less . I do not fight with the Poison People , and I was also taught the Master-word of thy tribe . '' `` There is but one Master-word here . It is mine ! '' Kaa flung himself forward with blazing eyes . `` Who bade me bring the Man ? '' he hissed . `` I surely , '' the old Cobra lisped . `` It is long since I have seen Man , and this Man speaks our tongue . '' `` But there was no talk of killing . How can I go to the Jungle and say that I have led him to his death ? '' said Kaa . `` I talk not of killing till the time . And as to thy going or not going , there is the hole in the wall . Peace , now , thou fat monkey-killer ! I have but to touch thy neck , and the Jungle will know thee no longer . Never Man came here that went away with the breath under his ribs . I am the Warden of the Treasure of the King 's City ! '' `` But , thou white worm of the dark , I tell thee there is neither king nor city ! The Jungle is all about us ! ''
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