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Tom started off to try and shoot a burra sahib, as he hears and hopes they've not yet shed all their horns." "He really looked very nice in his new Pushtoo suit, with putty on his legs and chaplains on his feet.... His chickory walked in front, carrying his bandobast." After breakfast, tried on my new kilta, which I have had made quite short for walking.
It was enough, amply enough, that the spoil of the kilta was away off his hands out of his possession. He tried to think of the lama to wonder why he had tumbled into a brook but the bigness of the world, seen between the forecourt gates, swept linked thought aside.
'Go back to the coolies, whispered the Babu in his ear. 'They have the baggage. The papers are in the kilta with the red top, but look through all. The other man comes! Kim tore uphill. A revolver-bullet rang on a rock by his side, and he cowered partridge-wise. 'If you shoot, shouted Hurree, 'they will descend and annihilate us. I have rescued the gentleman, sar.
Who ever heard of Fostum Sahib, or Yankling Sahib, or even the little Peel Sahib that sits up of nights to shoot serow I say, who, ever heard of these Sahibs coming into the hills without a down-country cook, and a bearer, and and all manner of well-paid, high-handed and oppressive folk in their tail? How can they make trouble? What of the kilta?
The men made no motion to divide the plunder till they had seen the lama bedded down in the best room of the place, with Kim shampooing his feet, Mohammedan-fashion. 'We will send food, said the Ao-chung man, 'and the red-topped kilta. By dawn there will be none to give evidence, one way or the other. If anything is not needed in the kilta see here!
They left thee this kilta as the promise was. I do not love Sahibs, but thou wilt make us a charm in return for it. We do not wish little Shamlegh to get a bad name on account of the accident. I am the Woman of Shamlegh. She looked him over with bold, bright eyes, unlike the usual furtive glance of hillwomen. 'Assuredly. But it must be done in secret.
'It is a kilta with a red top full of very wonderful things, not to be handled by fools. 'I said it; I said it, cried the bearer of that burden. 'Thinkest thou it will betray us? 'Not if it be given to me. I can draw out its magic. Otherwise it will do great harm. 'A priest always takes his share. Whisky was demoralizing the Ao-chung man.
'The letters and the murasla I must carry inside my coat and under my belt, and the hand-written books I must put into the food-bag. It will be very heavy. No. I do not think there is anything more. If there is, the coolies have thrown it down the khud, so thatt is all right. Now you go too. He repacked the kilta with all he meant to lose, and hove it up on to the windowsill.
Under the striped umbrella Hurree Babu was straining ear and brain to follow the quick-poured French, and keeping both eyes on a kilta full of maps and documents an extra-large one with a double red oil-skin cover. He did not wish to steal anything. He only desired to know what to steal, and, incidentally, how to get away when he had stolen it.
He skipped nimbly from one kilta to the next, making pretence to adjust each conical basket. The Englishman is not, as a rule, familiar with the Asiatic, but he would not strike across the wrist a kindly Babu who had accidentally upset a kilta with a red oilskin top. On the other hand, he would not press drink upon a Babu were he never so friendly, nor would he invite him to meat.
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