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Without waiting for breakfast, Rikki-tikki ran
          When morning came he was very stiff,                   to the thornbush where Darzee was singing
          but well pleased with his doings.
                                                                 a song of triumph at the top of his voice. The
                                                                 news of Nag’s death was all over the garden,
                                                                               for the sweeper had thrown the
                 Now I have
             Nagaina to settle                                                    body on the rubbish heap.
                                                         Nag is dead—is
             with, and she will                       dead—is dead! The
            be worse than five                    valiant Rikki-tikki caught
           Nags, and there's no                   him by the head and held
            knowing when the                   fast. The big man brought the
             eggs she spoke of
                                                  bang-stick, and Nag fell in
           will hatch. Goodness!                   two pieces! He will never
            I must go and see                        eat my babies again.
                   Darzee.

                                                                                       All that’s true
                                                                                         enough. But
                                                                                     where's Nagaina?










                                                                 Rikki-tikki requested Darzee and his wife to
                                                                 lead Nagaina away from her eggs. Darzee’s
                                                                 wife  fluttered in front of Nagaina by the
                  On the rubbish                                 rubbish heap and cried out.
                    heap by the
                stables, mourning
                      for Nag.
                                       Have you ever               Oh, my wing
                                     heard where she            is broken! The boy
                                      keeps her eggs?           in the house threw
                                                                a stone at me and           You warned
                                                                      broke it.
                                                                                         Rikki-tikki when
                                                                                       I would have killed
                                                                                     him. Indeed and truly,
                                                                                         you've chosen a
                 In the melon
                                                                                          bad place to be
               bed, on the end
                                                                                              lame in.
               nearest the wall,
                where the sun
               strikes nearly all
              day. She hid them
               there weeks ago.



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