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'Take then these six. Kim handed them to the man. 'Praise the Gods, and boil three in milk; other three in water. Give him the water of the other three, and the other half of this white pill when he wakes. Meantime, here is another brown medicine that he may suck at on the way home. 'Gods, what wisdom! said the Kamboh, snatching.
'I am rebuked, said the Kamboh meekly. 'I am thy debtor for the life of my son. Thou art a miracle-worker I know it. 'Show me the cuts. Kim bent over the Mahratta's neck, his heart nearly choking him; for this was the Great Game with a vengeance. 'Now, tell thy tale swiftly, brother, while I say a charm. 'I come from the South, where my work lay. One of us they slew by the roadside.
Now, amulets are common enough, but they are not generally strung on square-plaited copper wire, and still fewer amulets bear black enamel on silver. There were none except the Kamboh and the lama in the compartment, which, luckily, was of an old type with solid ends. Kim made as to scratch in his bosom, and thereby lifted his own amulet.
His experience of Benares had made him suspicious. 'Who cooked it? said Kim. 'A woman. The Mahratta raised his eyes. 'But all women can cook tarkeean, said the Kamboh. 'It is a good curry, as I know. 'Oh yes, it is a good curry, said the Mahratta. 'And cheap, said Kim. 'But what about caste?
The lama gazed placidly up-stream, where in long, smudged perspective the ceaseless columns of smoke go up from the burning-ghats by the river. Now and again, despite all municipal regulations, the fragment of a half-burned body bobbed by on the full current. 'But for thee, said the Kamboh to Kim, drawing the child into his hairy breast, 'I might today have gone thither with this one.
I could not have thought to tell news under pretence of cursing ... and how clever was the Sahib! No matter, I saved the life of one ... Where is the Kamboh gone, Holy One? he whispered, as he took his seat in the now crowded compartment. 'A fear gripped him, the lama replied, with a touch of tender malice.
Kim knew enough of native methods of attack not to doubt that the case would be deadly complete even to the corpse. The Mahratta twitched his fingers with pain from time to time. The Kamboh in his corner glared sullenly; the lama was busy over his beads; and Kim, fumbling doctor-fashion at the man's neck, thought out his plan between invocations. 'Hast thou a charm to change my shape?
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