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The four pushed side by side; the outer wall bulged, split, and fell, and the villagers, dumb with horror, saw the savage, clay-streaked heads of the wreckers in the ragged gap. Then they fled, houseless and foodless, down the valley, as their village, shredded and tossed and trampled, melted behind them. A month later the place was a dimpled mound, covered with soft, green young stuff… |
This is from “Letting in the Jungle”, in the Second Jungle Book. After he had left the village where he had worked as a herd boy, Mowgli returns to find his mother, Messua, with her husband, tied up, awaiting torture and murder. He frees them, and decides to let in the jungle upon the village, Here the wild elephants are pushing down the walls at his behest. |
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