Let us follow . '' `` Kill first , '' said Bagheera . `` An empty stomach makes a careless eye . Men go very slowly , and the Jungle is wet enough to hold the lightest mark . '' They killed as soon as they could , but it was nearly three hours before they finished their meat and drink and buckled down to the trail . The Jungle People know that nothing makes up for being hurried over your meals . `` Think you the pointed thing will turn in the man 's hand and kill him ? '' Mowgli asked . `` The Thuu said it was Death . '' `` We shall see when we find , '' said Bagheera , trotting with his head low . `` It is single-foot '' -LRB- he meant that there was only one man -RRB- , `` and the weight of the thing has pressed his heel far into the ground . '' `` Hai ! This is as clear as summer lightning , '' Mowgli answered ; and they fell into the quick , choppy trail-trot in and out through the checkers of the moonlight , following the marks of those two bare feet . `` Now he runs swiftly , '' said Mowgli . `` The toes are spread apart . '' They went on over some wet ground . `` Now why does he turn aside here ? '' `` Wait ! '' said Bagheera , and flung himself forward with one superb bound as far as ever he could . The first thing to do when a trail ceases to explain itself is to cast forward without leaving , your own confusing foot-marks on the ground .
XXXXX turned as he landed , and faced Mowgli , crying , `` Here comes another trail to meet him .
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