He turned where he was lying all along on Pudmini's back and said, "What is that? I did not know of a man among the plains-drivers who had wit enough to rope even a dead elephant."
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"This is not a man, but a boy. He went into the Keddah at the last drive, and threw Barmao there the rope, when we were trying to get that young calf with the blotch on his shoulder away from his mother."
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Machua Appa pointed at Little Toomai, and Petersen Sahib looked, and Little Toomai bowed to the earth.
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"He throw a rope? He is smaller than a picket-pin. Little one, what is thy name?" said Petersen Sahib.
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Little Toomai was too frightened to speak, but Kala Nag was behind him, and Toomai made a sign with his hand, and the elephant caught him up in his trunk and held him level with Pudmini's forehead, in front of the great Petersen Sahib.
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Then Little Toomai covered his face with his hands, for he was only a child, and except where elephants were concerned, he was just as bashful as a child could be.
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"Oho!" said Petersen Sahib, smiling underneath his mustache, "and why didst thou teach thy elephant that trick? Was it to help thee steal green corn from the roofs of the houses when the ears are put out to dry?"
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"Not green corn, Protector of the Poor,-melons," said Little Toomai, and all the men sitting about broke into a roar of laughter.
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Most of them had taught their elephants that trick when they were boys.
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Little Toomai was hanging eight feet up in the air, and he wished very much that he were eight feet underground.
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"He is Toomai, my son, Sahib," said Big Toomai, scowling. "He is a very bad boy, and he will end in a jail, Sahib."
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"Of that I have my doubts," said Petersen Sahib.
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"A boy who can face a full Keddah at his age does not end in jails.
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See, little one, here are four annas to spend in sweetmeats because thou hast a little head under that great thatch of hair.
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In time thou mayest become a hunter too." Big Toomai scowled more than ever.
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"Remember, though, that Keddahs are not good for children to play in," Petersen Sahib went on.
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"Must I never go there, Sahib?" asked Little Toomai with a big gasp.
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"Yes." Petersen Sahib smiled again. "When thou hast seen the elephants dance. That is the proper time. Come to me when thou hast seen the elephants dance, and then I will let thee go into all the Keddahs."
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There was another roar of laughter, for that is an old joke among elephant-catchers, and it means just never.
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There are great cleared flat places hidden away in the forests that are called elephants' ball-rooms, but even these are only found by accident, and no man has ever seen the elephants dance.
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When a driver boasts of his skill and bravery the other drivers say, "And when didst thou see the elephants dance?"
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Kala Nag put Little Toomai down, and he bowed to the earth again and went away with his father, and gave the silver four-anna piece to his mother, who was nursing his baby brother, and they all were put up on Kala Nag's back, and the line of grunting, squealing elephants rolled down the hill path to the plains.
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It was a very lively march on account of the new elephants, who gave trouble at every ford, and needed coaxing or beating every other minute.
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Big Toomai prodded Kala Nag spitefully, for he was very angry, but Little Toomai was too happy to speak. Petersen Sahib had noticed him, and given him money, so he felt as a private soldier would feel if he had been called out of the ranks and praised by his commander-in-chief.
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"What did Petersen Sahib mean by the elephant dance?" he said, at last, softly to his mother.
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