Twenty or thirty monkeys bounded away to bring him nuts and wild pawpaws. But they fell to fighting on the road, and it was too much trouble to go back with what was left of the fruit. Mowgli was sore and angry as well as hungry, and he roamed through the empty city giving the Strangers’ Hunting Call from time to time, but no one answered him, and Mowgli felt that he had reached a very bad place indeed. “All that Baloo has said about the Bandar-log is true,” he thought to himself. “They have no Law, no Hunting Call, and no leaders--nothing but foolish words and little picking thievish hands. So if I am starved or killed here, it will be all my own fault. But I must try to return to my own jungle. Baloo will surely beat me, but that is better than chasing silly rose leaves with the Bandar-log.”
مرّر المؤشر فوق أي كلمة في هذه الصفحة لترى معناها
مع حساب مجاني، مرّر المؤشر فوق أي كلمة في المكتبة لترى معناها، واستمع إليها مقروءة بصوت عالٍ، واحفظ الكلمات لمراجعتها في مواعيد تناسب ذاكرتك، واعرف مقدار ما تعرفه من كل كتاب.