d Little Black Sambo, "There are all the Tigers coming
back to eat me up! What shall I do?"

So he ran quickly to a palm-tree,

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And peeped round it to see what the matter was.

And there he saw all the Tigers fighting and disputing which of them
was the grandest.

And at last they all got so angry that they jumped up and took off all
the fine clothes and began to tear each other with their claws and
bite each other with their great big white teeth.

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And they came, rolling and tumbling, right to the foot of the very
tree where Little Black Sambo was hiding, but he jumped quickly in
behind the umbrella. And the Tigers all caught hold of each others'
tails.

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As they wrangled and scrambled, and so they found themselves in a ring
around the tree.

Then, when the Tigers were very wee and very far away, Little Black
Sambo jumped up and called out,

"Oh! Tigers! why have you taken off all your nice clothes? Don't you
want them any more?"

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But the Tigers only answered "Gr-r-r-rrrrr!"

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Then Little Black Sambo said, "If you want them, say so, or I'll take
them away." But the Tigers would not let go of each others' tails, and
so they could only say "Gr-r-r-rrrrrr!"

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And the Tigers were very, very angry, but still they would not let go
of each others' tails. And they were so angry that they ran round the
tree, trying to eat each other up, and they ran faster and faster till
they were whirling round so fast that you couldn't see their legs at
all.

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And they still ran faster and faster and faster, till they all just
melted away, and then there was nothing left but a great big pool of
melted butter (or "ghi" as it is called in India) round the foot of
the tree.

Now Black Jumbo was just coming home from his work, with a great big
brass pot in his arms, and when he saw what was left of all the
Tigers, he said,

"Oh! what lovely melted butter! I'll take that home to Black Mumbo for
her to cook with."

So he put it all into the great big brass pot, and took it home to
Black Mumbo to cook with.

When Black Mumbo saw the melted butter, wasn't she pleased!

"Now," said she, "we'll all have pancakes for supper!"

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So she got flour and eggs and milk and sugar and butter, and she made
a huge big plate of most lovely pancakes. And she fried them in the
melted butter which t