`` Look at the marks on his arms and legs . They are the bites of wolves . He is but a wolf-child run away from the jungle . '' Of course , in playing together , the cubs had often nipped Mowgli harder than they intended , and there were white scars all over his arms and legs . But he would have been the last person in the world to call these bites , for he knew what real biting meant . `` Arre ! Arre ! '' said two or three women together . `` To be bitten by wolves , poor child ! He is a handsome boy . He has eyes like red fire . By my honor , Messua , he is not unlike thy boy that was taken by the tiger . '' `` Let me look , '' said a woman with heavy copper rings on her wrists and ankles , and she peered at Mowgli under the palm of her hand . `` Indeed he is not . He is thinner , but he has the very look of my boy . '' The priest was a clever man , and he knew that Messua was wife to the richest villager in the place . So he looked up at the sky for a minute and said solemnly : `` What the jungle has taken the jungle has restored . Take the boy into thy house , my sister , and forget not to honor the priest who sees so far into the lives of men . '' `` By the Bull that bought me , '' said Mowgli to himself , `` but all this talking is like another looking-over by the Pack ! Well , if I am a man , a man I must become . ''
The crowd parted as the woman beckoned XXXXX to her hut , where there was a red lacquered bedstead , a great earthen grain chest with funny raised patterns on it , half a dozen copper cooking pots , an image of a Hindu god in a little alcove , and on the wall a real looking glass , such as they sell at the country fairs .
Arre Bull Messua Mowgli fire looking-over man marks minute talking