Yes , glass bracelets ; and , if my memory serves me well , a shoe . I should have shaken off both shoes , but I was hungry . I learned better later . Yes . And so I fed and rested me ; but when I was ready to go to the river again the flood had fallen , and I walked through the mud of the main street . Who but I ? Came out all my people , priests and women and children , and I looked upon them with benevolence . The mud is not a good place to fight in . Said a boatman , ` Get axes and kill him , for he is the Mugger of the ford . ' ` Not so , ' said the Brahmin . ` Look , he is driving the flood before him ! He is the godling of the village . ' Then they threw many flowers at me , and by happy thought one led a goat across the road . '' `` How good -- how very good is goat ! '' said the Jackal . `` Hairy -- too hairy , and when found in the water more than likely to hide a cross-shaped hook . But that goat I accepted , and went down to the Ghaut in great honour . Later , my Fate sent me the boatman who had desired to cut off my tail with an axe . His boat grounded upon an old shoal which you would not remember . '' `` We are not ALL jackals here , '' said the Adjutant .
`` Was it the shoal made where the stone-boats sank in the year of the great drouth -- a long XXXXX that lasted three floods ? ''
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