Then he began making loops and figures of eight with his body , and soft , oozy triangles that melted into squares and five-sided figures , and coiled mounds , never resting , never hurrying , and never stopping his low humming song . It grew darker and darker , till at last the dragging , shifting coils disappeared , but they could hear the rustle of the scales . Baloo and Bagheera stood still as stone , growling in their throats , their neck hair bristling , and Mowgli watched and wondered . `` Bandar-log , '' said the voice of Kaa at last , `` can ye stir foot or hand without my order ? Speak ! '' `` Without thy order we can not stir foot or hand , O Kaa ! '' `` Good ! Come all one pace nearer to me . '' The lines of the monkeys swayed forward helplessly , and Baloo and Bagheera took one stiff step forward with them . `` Nearer ! '' hissed Kaa , and they all moved again . Mowgli laid his hands on Baloo and Bagheera to get them away , and the two great beasts started as though they had been waked from a dream . `` Keep thy hand on my shoulder , '' Bagheera whispered . `` Keep it there , or I must go back -- must go back to Kaa . Aah ! '' `` It is only old Kaa making circles on the dust , '' said Mowgli . `` Let us go . '' And the three slipped off through a gap in the walls to the jungle . `` Whoof ! '' said Baloo , when he stood under the still trees again .
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