`` On the rubbish heap by the stables , mourning for Nag . Great is Rikki-tikki with the white teeth . '' `` Bother my white teeth ! Have you ever heard where she keeps her eggs ? '' `` In the melon bed , on the end nearest the wall , where the sun strikes nearly all day . She hid them there weeks ago . '' `` And you never thought it worth while to tell me ? The end nearest the wall , you said ? '' `` Rikki-tikki , you are not going to eat her eggs ? '' `` Not eat exactly ; no . Darzee , if you have a grain of sense you will fly off to the stables and pretend that your wing is broken , and let Nagaina chase you away to this bush . I must get to the melon-bed , and if I went there now she 'd see me . '' Darzee was a feather-brained little fellow who could never hold more than one idea at a time in his head . And just because he knew that Nagaina 's children were born in eggs like his own , he did n'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 XXXXX when I would have killed him .
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