Rikki-Tikki-Tavi from The Jungle Book
This is the story of the great war that Rikki-tikki-tavi fought single-handed, through the bath-rooms of the big bungalow in Segowlee cantonment. (1)
When [Rikki-tikki] revived, he was lying in the hot sun on the middle of a garden path, very draggled indeed, and a small boy was saying: "Here's a dead mongoose. Let's have a funeral."
"No," said his mother; "let's take him in and dry him. Perhaps he isn't really dead." (3-4)
[Nagaina] had crept up behind him as he was talking, to make an end of him; and he heard her savage hiss as the stroke missed. (30)