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Thou canst not even skin him properly , little beggar-brat , and forsooth I , Buldeo , must be told not to singe his whiskers . Mowgli , I will not give thee one anna of the reward , but only a very big beating . Leave the carcass ! '' `` By the Bull that bought me , '' said Mowgli , who was trying to get at the shoulder , `` must I stay babbling to an old ape all noon ? Here , Akela , this man plagues me . '' Buldeo , who was still stooping over Shere Khan 's head , found himself sprawling on the grass , with a gray wolf standing over him , while Mowgli went on skinning as though he were alone in all India . `` Ye-es , '' he said , between his teeth .