They have no speech of their own , but use the stolen words which they overhear when they listen , and peep , and wait up above in the branches . Their way is not our way . They are without leaders . They have no remembrance . They boast and chatter and pretend that they are a great people about to do great affairs in the jungle , but the falling of a nut turns their minds to laughter and all is forgotten . We of the jungle have no dealings with them . We do not drink where the monkeys drink ; we do not go where the monkeys go ; we do not hunt where they hunt ; we do not die where they die . Hast thou ever heard me speak of the Bandar-log till today ? '' `` No , '' said Mowgli in a whisper , for the forest was very still now Baloo had finished . `` The Jungle-People put them out of their mouths and out of their minds . They are very many , evil , dirty , shameless , and they desire , if they have any fixed desire , to be noticed by the Jungle People . But we do not notice them even when they throw nuts and filth on our heads . '' He had hardly spoken when a shower of nuts and twigs spattered down through the branches ; and they could hear coughings and howlings and angry jumpings high up in the air among the thin branches . `` The Monkey-People are forbidden , '' said Baloo , `` forbidden to the Jungle-People . Remember . '' `` Forbidden , '' said Bagheera , `` but I still think Baloo should have warned thee against them . '' `` I -- I ? How was I to guess he would play with such dirt . The Monkey People ! Faugh ! ''
A fresh shower came down on their XXXXX and the two trotted away , taking Mowgli with them .
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