But remember , Bagheera , he is very little . '' `` I will remember . But he has done mischief , and blows must be dealt now . Mowgli , hast thou anything to say ? '' `` Nothing . I did wrong . Baloo and thou are wounded . It is just . '' Bagheera gave him half a dozen love-taps from a panther 's point of view -LRB- they would hardly have waked one of his own cubs -RRB- , but for a seven-year-old boy they amounted to as severe a beating as you could wish to avoid . When it was all over Mowgli sneezed , and picked himself up without a word . `` Now , '' said Bagheera , `` jump on my back , Little Brother , and we will go home . '' One of the beauties of Jungle Law is that punishment settles all scores . There is no nagging afterward . Mowgli laid his head down on Bagheera 's back and slept so deeply that he never waked when he was put down in the home-cave . Road-Song of the Bandar-Log Here we go in a flung festoon , Half-way up to the jealous moon ! Do n't you envy our pranceful bands ? Do n't you wish you had extra hands ? Would n't you like if your tails were -- so -- Curved in the shape of a Cupid 's bow ? Now you 're angry , but -- never mind , Brother , thy tail hangs down behind ! Here we sit in a branchy row , Thinking of beautiful things we know ; Dreaming of deeds that we mean to do , All complete , in a minute or two -- Something noble and wise and good , Done by merely wishing we could .
We 've forgotten , but -- never mind , Brother , thy XXXXX hangs down behind !
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