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I did not know that thou wast anything more than a herdsboy. May I rise up and go away, or will thy servant tear me to pieces?" "Go, and peace go with thee. Only, another time do not meddle with my game. Let him go, Akela." Buldeo hobbled away to the village as fast as he could, looking back over his shoulder in case Mowgli should change into something terrible.
Buldeo said that, though it was his duty to kill the Devil-child, he could not think of letting a party of unarmed men go through the Jungle, which might produce the Wolf-demon at any minute, without his escort. He, therefore, would accompany them, and if the sorcerer's child appeared well, he would show them how the best hunter in Seeonee dealt with such things.
"They cast thee out once, with bad talk. They cut thy mouth with stones. They sent Buldeo to slay thee. They would have thrown thee into the Red Flower. Thou, and not I, hast said that they are evil and senseless. Thou, and not I I follow my own people didst let in the Jungle upon them. Thou, and not I, didst make song against them more bitter even than our song against Red Dog."
'If thou art so wise, better bring his hide to Khanhiwara, for the Government has set a hundred rupees on his life. Better still, talk not when thy elders speak. Mowgli rose to go. 'All the evening I have lain here listening, he called back, over his shoulder, 'and, except once or twice, Buldeo has not said one word of truth concerning the jungle, which is at his very doors.
"This is better than any kill," said Gray Brother, as Buldeo stooped and peered and puffed. "He looks like a lost pig in the Jungles by the river. What does he say?" Buldeo was muttering savagely. Mowgli translated. "He says that packs of wolves must have danced round me. He says that he never saw such a trail in his life. He says he is tired."
How then shall I believe the tales of ghosts and gods, and goblins which he says he has seen? 'It is full time that boy went to herding, said the headman, while Buldeo puffed and snorted at Mowgli's impertinence.
There is an old war between this lame tiger and myself a very old war, and I have won." To do Buldeo justice, if he had been ten years younger he would have taken his chance with Akela had he met the wolf in the woods, but a wolf who obeyed the orders of this boy who had private wars with man-eating tigers was not a common animal.
"If thou art so wise, better bring his hide to Khanhiwara, for the Government has set a hundred rupees on his life. Better still, talk not when thy elders speak." Mowgli rose to go. "All the evening I have lain here listening," he called back over his shoulder, "and, except once or twice, Buldeo has not said one word of truth concerning the jungle, which is at his very doors.
Go away! Get hence quickly, or the priest will turn thee into a wolf again. Shoot, Buldeo, shoot! The old Tower musket went off with a bang, and a young buffalo bellowed in pain. 'More sorcery! shouted the villagers. 'He can turn bullets. Buldeo, that was thy buffalo. 'Now what is this? said. Mowgli, bewildered, as the stones flew thicker.
Then a little knot of charcoal-burners came down the path, and naturally halted to speak to Buldeo, whose fame as a hunter reached for at least twenty miles round. They all sat down and smoked, and Bagheera and the others came up and watched while Buldeo began to tell the story of Mowgli, the Devil-child, from one end to another, with additions and inventions.
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