The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling Chapter 7 Page 35

“Certainly it is a bullock,” said the Jackal.

“And again it might be — — ” began the Mugger pettishly.

“Certainly — most certainly,” said the Jackal, without waiting for the other to finish.

“What?” said the Mugger angrily, for he could feel that the others knew more than he did. “What might it be? I never finished my words. You said it was a bullock.”

“It is anything the Protector of the Poor pleases. I am HIS servant — not the servant of the thing that crosses the river.”

“Whatever it is, it is white-face work,” said the Adjutant; “and for my own part, I would not lie out upon a place so near to it as this bar.”