You are very wise , you plains people . Anyone but a mud-head who never saw the jungle would know that they know that the drives are ended for the season . Therefore all the wild elephants to-night will -- but why should I waste wisdom on a river-turtle ? '' `` What will they do ? '' Little Toomai called out . `` Ohe , little one . Art thou there ? Well , I will tell thee , for thou hast a cool head . They will dance , and it behooves thy father , who has swept all the hills of all the elephants , to double-chain his pickets to-night . '' `` What talk is this ? '' said Big Toomai . `` For forty years , father and son , we have tended elephants , and we have never heard such moonshine about dances . '' `` Yes ; but a plainsman who lives in a hut knows only the four walls of his hut . Well , leave thy elephants unshackled tonight and see what comes . As for their dancing , I have seen the place where -- Bapree-bap ! How many windings has the Dihang River ? Here is another ford , and we must swim the calves . Stop still , you behind there . '' And in this way , talking and wrangling and splashing through the rivers , they made their first march to a sort of receiving camp for the new elephants . But they lost their tempers long before they got there .
Then the elephants were chained by their hind legs to their big stumps of pickets , and extra ropes were fitted to the new elephants , and the fodder was piled XXXXX them , and the hill drivers went back to Petersen Sahib through the afternoon light , telling the plains drivers to be extra careful that night , and laughing when the plains drivers asked the reason .
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