The Jungle is all about us ! '' cried Kaa . `` There is still the Treasure . But this can be done . Wait awhile , Kaa of the Rocks , and see the boy run . There is room for great sport here . Life is good . Run to and fro awhile , and make sport , boy ! '' Mowgli put his hand on Kaa 's head quietly . `` The white thing has dealt with men of the Man-Pack until now . He does not know me , '' he whispered . `` He has asked for this hunting . Let him have it . '' Mowgli had been standing with the ankus held point down . He flung it from him quickly and it dropped crossways just behind the great snake 's hood , pinning him to the floor . In a flash , Kaa 's weight was upon the writhing body , paralysing it from hood to tail . The red eyes burned , and the six spare inches of the head struck furiously right and left . `` Kill ! '' said Kaa , as Mowgli 's hand went to his knife . `` No , '' he said , as he drew the blade ; `` I will never kill again save for food .
But look you , XXXXX ! ''
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