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Updated: May 11, 2025
But what interested Kim more than all these things he had seen devil-dance masks at the Lahore Museum was a glimpse of the soft-eyed Hindu child who had left him in the doorway, sitting cross-legged under the table of pearls with a little smile on his scarlet lips. 'I think that Lurgan Sahib wishes to make me afraid. And I am sure that that devil's brat below the table wishes to see me afraid.
"More'n that," continued the trapper, "I'll stake high thet he ordered them not to foller him, afeerd thet some on 'em mout see what he kim for. If he'd a-thought they knew or suspected, he'd 'a sent some other, an' not kum himself; that's what he'd 'a done."
The priest recommended him to do so, but insisted that the honour of entertaining the lama belonged to the temple at which the lama smiled guilelessly. Kim glanced from one face to the other, and drew his own conclusions. 'Where is the money? he whispered, beckoning the old man off into the darkness. 'In my bosom. Where else? 'Give it me. Quietly and swiftly give it me. 'But why?
Ye see some o' 'em's cut out his tongue an' tuk it along for a tit-bit at thar next campin' place. Now, as the blood that kim out o' the animal's mouth ain't been long cruddled up, thet shows to a sartinty they can't be far forrad. I reck'n I know the adzact spot whar they're squatted." "Where?" "Peecawn creek.
He walks as a physician his time being ripe. Great is his wisdom. 'And a Son of the Charm, said Kim under his breath, as the Kamboh made haste to prepare a pipe lest the Mahratta should beg. 'And who is that? the Mahratta asked, glancing sideways nervously. 'One whose child I we have cured, who lies under great debt to us. Sit by the window, man from Jullundur. Here is a sick one. 'Humph!
"I take it from what you say, Jim, that you weren't made a prisoner at the same time they nabbed your father?" he remarked. "Naw," replied the boy, "I chanct tuh be away from camp jest then, yuh see. Wen I kim back I seed three big men a-hustlin' dad along, an' him a-saying all' ther time he never done nawthin'." "Of course you followed them?" said Max. "Yep.
Why, it is all ventriloquy. Belly-speak eh? Kim snapped his fingers mechanically to avert whatever evil Mahbub, he knew, meditated none might have crept in through Huneefa's ministrations; and Hurree giggled once more. But as he crossed the room he was careful not to step in Huneefa's blotched, squat shadow on the boards.
And in the evenings he wrote charms on parchment elaborate pentagrams crowned with the names of devils Murra, and Awan the Companion of Kings all fantastically written in the corners. More to the point, he advised Kim as to the care of his own body, the cure of fever-fits, and simple remedies of the Road.
Kim was the one soul in the world who had never told him a lie. That would have been a fatal blot on Kim's character if Mahbub had not known that to others, for his own ends or Mahbub's business, Kim could lie like an Oriental.
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.
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