she whispered . `` Son or no son , come back , for I love thee -- Look , he too grieves . '' The child was crying because the man with the shiny knife was going away . `` Come back again , '' Messua repeated . `` By night or by day this door is never shut to thee . '' Mowgli 's throat worked as though the cords in it were being pulled , and his voice seemed to be dragged from it as he answered , `` I will surely come back . '' `` And now , '' he said , as he put by the head of the fawning wolf on the threshold , `` I have a little cry against thee , Gray Brother . Why came ye not all four when I called so long ago ? '' `` So long ago ? It was but last night . I -- we -- were singing in the Jungle the new songs , for this is the Time of New Talk . Rememberest thou ? '' `` Truly , truly . '' `` And as soon as the songs were sung , '' Gray Brother went on earnestly , `` I followed thy trail . I ran from all the others and followed hot-foot . But , O Little Brother , what hast THOU done , eating and sleeping with the Man-Pack ? '' `` If ye had come when I called , this had never been , '' said Mowgli , running much faster . `` And now what is to be ? '' said Gray Brother . Mowgli was going to answer when a girl in a white cloth came down some path that led from the outskirts of the village .
Gray XXXXX dropped out of sight at once , and Mowgli backed noiselessly into a field of high-springing crops .
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