When I waked I went forward . '' `` Under the earth ? '' `` Even so , coming at last upon a White Hood -LSB- a white cobra -RSB- , who spoke of things beyond my knowledge , and showed me many things I had never before seen . '' `` New game ? Was it good hunting ? '' Mowgli turned quickly on his side . `` It was no game , and would have broken all my teeth ; but the White Hood said that a man -- he spoke as one that knew the breed -- that a man would give the breath under his ribs for only the sight of those things . '' `` We will look , '' said Mowgli . `` I now remember that I was once a man . '' `` Slowly -- slowly . It was haste killed the Yellow Snake that ate the sun . We two spoke together under the earth , and I spoke of thee , naming thee as a man . Said the White Hood -LRB- and he is indeed as old as the Jungle -RRB- : ` It is long since I have seen a man . Let him come , and he shall see all these things , for the least of which very many men would die . ' '' `` That MUST be new game . And yet the Poison People do not tell us when game is afoot . They are an unfriendly folk . '' `` It is NOT game . It is -- it is -- I can not say what it is . '' `` We will go there .
I have never seen a White XXXXX , and I wish to see the other things .
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