"Better he should be bruised from head to foot by me who love him than that he should come to harm through ignorance," Baloo answered very earnestly. "I am now teaching him the Master Words of the Jungle that shall protect him with the birds and the Snake People,
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Cheap Newport, if he will only remember the words, from all in the jungle. Is not that worth a little beating?"
"Well,
Newport Cigarettes, look to it then that thou dost not kill the man-cub. He is no tree trunk to sharpen thy blunt claws upon. But what are those Master Words?