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It was seven o’clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day’s rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big grey nose dropped across her four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived. |
The opening lines of Mowgli’s Brothers, the first story in The Jungle Book. Soon a naked brown baby will toddle into the cave, pursued by a tiger… |
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