I will go to the west wall, Kaa whispered, and come down swiftly with
the slope of the ground in my favor. They will not throw themselves upon
my back in their hundreds, but--
I know it, said Bagheera. Would that Baloo were here, but we must do
what we can. When that cloud covers the moon I shall go to the terrace.
They hold some sort of council there over the boy.
Good hunting, said Kaa grimly, and glided away to the west wall. That
happened to be the least ruined of any, and the big snake was delayed
awhile before he could find a way up the stones. The cloud hid the moon,
and as Mowgli wondered what would come next he heard Bagheera s light
feet on the terrace. The Black Panther had raced up the slope almost
without a sound and was striking--he knew better than to waste time in
biting--right and left among the monkeys, who were seated round Mowgli
in circles fifty and sixty deep. There was a howl of fright and rage,
and then as Bagheera tripped on the rolling kicking bodies beneath him,
a monkey shouted: There is only one here! Kill him! Kill. A scuffling
mass of monkeys, biting, scratching, tearing, and pulling, closed over
Bagheera, while five or six laid hold of Mowgli, dragged him up the wall
of the summerhouse and pushed him through the hole of the broken dome.
A man-trained boy would have been badly bruised, for the fall was a
good fifteen feet, but Mowgli fell as Baloo had taught him to fall, and
landed on his feet.
Stay there, shouted the monkeys, till we have killed thy friends, and
later we will play with thee--if the Poison-People leave thee alive.
We be of one blood, ye and I, said Mowgli, quickly giving the Snake s
Call. He could hear rustling and hissing in the rubbish all round him
and gave the Call a second time, to make sure.
Even ssso! Down hoods all! said half a dozen low voices (every ruin
in India becomes sooner or later a dwelling place of snakes, and the old
summerhouse was alive with cobras). Stand still, Little Brother, for
thy feet may do us harm.
Mowgli stood as quietly as he could, peering through the open work and
listening to the furious din of the fight round the Black Panther--the
yells and chatterings and scufflings, and Bagheera s deep, hoarse cough
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