Ye be true dholes , but to my thinking over much of one kind . For that reason I do not give the big lizard-eater his tail again . Art thou not pleased , Red Dog ? '' `` I myself will tear out thy stomach ! '' yelled the leader , scratching at the foot of the tree . `` Nay , but consider , wise rat of the Dekkan . There will now be many litters of little tailless red dogs , yea , with raw red stumps that sting when the sand is hot . Go home , Red Dog , and cry that an ape has done this . Ye will not go ? Come , then , with me , and I will make you very wise ! '' He moved , Bandar-log fashion , into the next tree , and so on into the next and the next , the Pack following with lifted hungry heads . Now and then he would pretend to fall , and the Pack would tumble one over the other in their haste to be at the death . It was a curious sight -- the boy with the knife that shone in the low sunlight as it sifted through the upper branches , and the silent Pack with their red coats all aflame , huddling and following below . When he came to the last tree he took the garlic and rubbed himself all over carefully , and the dholes yelled with scorn . `` Ape with a wolf 's tongue , dost thou think to cover thy scent ? '' they said . `` We follow to the death . '' `` Take thy tail , '' said Mowgli , flinging it back along the course he had taken . The Pack instinctively rushed after it . `` And follow now -- to the death . ''
He had slipped down the tree-trunk , and headed like the wind in bare feet for the Bee Rocks , before the XXXXX saw what he would do .
Bandar-log Dekkan Dog Mowgli Red dholes fall fashion lizard-eater sight