Let them go and find a fresh lair . They can not stay here . I have seen and smelled the blood of the woman that gave me food -- the woman whom they would have killed but for me . Only the smell of the new grass on their door-steps can take away that smell . It burns in my mouth . Let in the Jungle , Hathi ! '' `` Ah ! '' said Hathi . `` So did the scar of the stake burn on my hide till we watched the villages die under in the spring growth . Now I see . Thy war shall be our war . We will let in the jungle ! '' Mowgli had hardly time to catch his breath -- he was shaking all over with rage and hate before the place where the elephants had stood was empty , and Bagheera was looking at him with terror . `` By the Broken Lock that freed me ! '' said the Black Panther at last . `` Art THOU the naked thing I spoke for in the Pack when all was young ? Master of the Jungle , when my strength goes , speak for me -- speak for Baloo -- speak for us all ! We are cubs before thee ! Snapped twigs under foot ! Fawns that have lost their doe ! ''
The idea of Bagheera being a stray fawn upset XXXXX altogether , and he laughed and caught his breath , and sobbed and laughed again , till he had to jump into a pool to make himself stop .
Bagheera Baloo Fawns Hathi Mowgli burn burns door-steps lair war