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to the death. So he backed out of the
cave-mouth, growling. He shouted, "Each dog barks in his own yard! We will see
pack will say to this fostering of man-cubs. The cub is mine, and to my teeth he
in the end!"
Mother Wolf threw herself down panting among the cubs, and Father Wolf sa
Shere Khan speaks this much truth. The cub must be shown to the pack. Will yo
out of breath/breathing
keep him, Mother?"
"Keep him!" she gasped. "He came naked, by night, alone and very hungry;>
not afraid! Look, he has pushed one of my cubs to one side already. And that
would have killed him and would have run off to the Waingunga
river while the villagers here hunted through all our lairs in
revenge! Keep him? Of course, I will keep him. Lie still, little frog.
o Mowgli—for Mowgli the Frog I will call you—the time will
come when you will hunt Shere Khan as he has hunted you."
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Answer 1

Answer:

the death. So he backed out of the

cave-mouth, growling. He shouted, "Each dog barks in his own yard! We will see

pack will say to this fostering of man-cubs. The cub is mine, and to my teeth he

in the end!"

Mother Wolf threw herself down panting among the cubs, and Father Wolf sa

Shere Khan speaks this much truth. The cub must be shown to the pack. Will yo

out of breath/breathing