`` This place is rank with Man , but here is just such a bed as they gave me to lie upon in the King 's cages at Oodeypore . Now I lie down . '' Mowgli heard the strings of the cot crack under the great brute 's weight . `` By the Broken Lock that freed me , they will think they have caught big game ! Come and sit beside me , Little Brother ; we will give them ` good hunting ' together ! '' `` No ; I have another thought in my stomach . The Man-Pack shall not know what share I have in the sport . Make thine own hunt . I do not wish to see them . '' `` Be it so , '' said Bagheera . `` Ah , now they come ! '' The conference under the peepul-tree had been growing noisier and noisier , at the far end of the village . It broke in wild yells , and a rush up the street of men and women , waving clubs and bamboos and sickles and knives . Buldeo and the Brahmin were at the head of it , but the mob was close at their heels , and they cried , `` The witch and the wizard ! Let us see if hot coins will make them confess ! Burn the hut over their heads ! We will teach them to shelter wolf-devils ! Nay , beat them first ! Torches ! More torches !
XXXXX , heat the gun-barrels ! ''
Bagheera Brahmin Brother Buldeo King Man-Pack Oodeypore bamboos cot wolf-devils