Rikki-Tikki-Tavi | Page 6

Rudyard Kipling
that Nagaina's children were born in eggs like
his own, he didn't think at first that it was fair to kill them. But his wife was a sensible
bird, and she knew that cobra's eggs meant young cobras later on. So she flew off from
the nest, and left Darzee to keep the babies warm, and continue his song about the death
of Nag. Darzee was very like a man in some ways.
She fluttered in front of Nagaina by the rubbish heap and cried out, "Oh, my wing is
broken! The boy in the house threw a stone at me and broke it." Then she fluttered more
desperately than ever.
Nagaina lifted up her head and hissed, "You warned Rikki-tikki when I would have killed
him. Indeed and truly, you've chosen a bad place to be lame in." And she moved toward
Darzee's wife, slipping along over the dust.
"The boy broke it with a stone!" shrieked Darzee's wife.
"Well! It may be some consolation to you when you're dead to know that I shall settle
accounts with the boy. My husband lies on the rubbish heap this morning, but before
night the boy in the house will lie very still. What is the use of running away? I am sure
to catch you. Little fool, look at me!"
Darzee's wife knew better than to do that, for a bird who looks at a snake's eyes gets so
frightened that she cannot move. Darzee's wife fluttered on, piping sorrowfully, and
never leaving the ground, and Nagaina quickened her pace.

Rikki-tikki heard them going up the path from the stables, and he raced for the end of the
melon patch near the wall. There, in the warm litter above the melons, very cunningly
hidden, he found twenty-five eggs, about the size of a bantam's eggs, but with whitish
skin instead of shell.
"I was not a day too soon," he said, for he could see the baby cobras curled up inside the
skin, and he knew that the minute they were hatched they could each kill a man or a
mongoose. He bit off the tops of the eggs as fast as he could, taking care to crush the
young cobras, and turned over the litter from time to time to see whether he had missed
any. At last there were only three eggs left, and Rikki-tikki began to chuckle to himself,
when he heard Darzee's wife screaming:
"Rikki-tikki, I led Nagaina toward the house, and she has gone into the veranda, and--oh,
come quickly--she means killing!"
Rikki-tikki smashed two eggs, and tumbled backward down the melon-bed with the third
egg in his mouth, and scuttled to the veranda as hard as he could put foot to the ground.
Teddy and his mother and father were there at early breakfast, but Rikki-tikki saw that
they were not eating anything. They sat stone-still, and their faces were white. Nagaina
was coiled up on the matting by Teddy's chair, within easy striking distance of Teddy's
bare leg, and she was swaying to and fro, singing a song of triumph.
"Son of the big man that killed Nag," she hissed, "stay still. I am not ready yet. Wait a
little. Keep very still, all you three! If you move I strike, and if you do not move I strike.
Oh, foolish people, who killed my Nag!"
Teddy's eyes were fixed on his father, and all his father could do was to whisper, "Sit still,
Teddy. You mustn't move. Teddy, keep still."
Then Rikki-tikki came up and cried, "Turn round, Nagaina. Turn and fight!"
"All in good time," said she, without moving her eyes. "I will settle my account with you
presently. Look at your friends, Rikki-tikki. They are still and white. They are afraid.
They dare not move, and if you come a step nearer I strike."
"Look at your eggs," said Rikki-tikki, "in the melon bed near the wall. Go and look,
Nagaina!"
The big snake turned half around, and saw the egg on the veranda. "Ah-h! Give it to me,"
she said.
Rikki-tikki put his paws one on each side of the egg, and his eyes were blood-red. "What
price for a snake's egg? For a young cobra? For a young king cobra? For the last--the
very last of the brood? The ants are eating all the others down by the melon bed."
Nagaina spun clear round, forgetting everything for the sake of the one egg. Rikki-tikki
saw Teddy's father shoot out a big hand, catch Teddy by the shoulder, and drag him
across the little table with the tea-cups, safe and out of reach of Nagaina.

"Tricked! Tricked! Tricked! Rikk-tck-tck!" chuckled Rikki-tikki. "The boy is safe, and it
was I--I--I that caught Nag by the hood last night in the bathroom." Then
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