But first we must sleep , and we can not sleep near these sleepers . Also we must bury HIM , lest he run away and kill another six . Dig me a hole under that tree . '' `` But , Little Brother , '' said Bagheera , moving off to the spot , `` I tell thee it is no fault of the blood-drinker . The trouble is with the men . '' `` All one , '' said Mowgli . `` Dig the hole deep . When we wake I will take him up and carry him back . '' ***** Two nights later , as the White Cobra sat mourning in the darkness of the vault , ashamed , and robbed , and alone , the turquoise ankus whirled through the hole in the wall , and clashed on the floor of golden coins . `` Father of Cobras , '' said Mowgli -LRB- he was careful to keep the other side of the wall -RRB- , `` get thee a young and ripe one of thine own people to help thee guard the King 's Treasure , so that no man may come away alive any more . '' `` Ah-ha ! It returns , then . I said the thing was Death . How comes it that thou art still alive ? '' the old Cobra mumbled , twining lovingly round the ankus-haft . `` By the Bull that bought me , I do not know ! That thing has killed six times in a night . Let him go out no more . '' THE SONG OF THE LITTLE HUNTER Ere Mor the Peacock flutters , ere the Monkey People cry , Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer , Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh -- He is Fear , O Little Hunter , he is Fear ! Very softly down the glade runs a waiting , watching shade , And the whisper spreads and widens far and near ; And the sweat is on thy brow , for he passes even now -- He is Fear , O Little Hunter , he is Fear !
Ere the moon has climbed the mountain , ere the rocks are ribbed with light , When the downward-dipping trails are dank and drear , Comes a breathing hard behind thee -- snuffle-snuffle through the night -- It is Fear , O Little XXXXX , it is Fear !
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