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Many thousands of men followed his teachings, and whole villages and districts were raised from the worst immorality by his labors, as the Bishop himself bears witness. But the good Bishop seems to have despaired of him as soon as Swaamee Narain refused conversion to Christianity, making the objection that God was not incarnated in one man, but in many.
He sat down again among the cushions, and putting off his slippers, curled himself comfortably together for a chat. "What do you think of Ram Lal?" he asked, when Narain had brought hookahs and sherbet. "My dear fellow, I have hardly made up my mind what to think. I have not altogether recovered from my astonishment. I confess that there was nothing startling about his manner or his person.
"More so than usual," was the reply. "Did you see him go? Did he go out by the door?" "Not I," I answered, "when I looked round at the wall he was placidly sitting on that divan pointing with one hand at the yataghan. Does he generally go so quickly?" "Yes, more or less. Now I will show you some pretty sport." He rose to his feet and went to the door. "Narain!" he cried.
Isaacs was putting the ears, which he had carefully cleansed from blood, into a silver box of beautiful workmanship, which Narain had extracted from his master's numerous traps. "Take that box to Miss Westonhaugh's tent," he said, giving it to the servant, "with a greeting from me with 'much peace." The man went out. "She will send the box back," said I. "Such is the Englishwoman.
In Isaacs' tent I was pulling off my turban, all shapeless and crumpled by the long day, while Isaacs stood disconsolately looking at the clean guns and unbroken rows of cartridges which Narain deposited on the table. The sun was very low, and shone horizontally through the raised door of the tent on my friend's rather gloomy face.
He has just gone out, and you did not even get up and make a salaam, you impertinent vagabond!" Narain protested that no pundit, or sahib, or any one else, had passed the threshold since Ram Lal had entered. "Ha! you budmash. You lazy dog of a Hindoo! you have been asleep again, you swine, you son of a pig, you father of piglings! Is that the way you do your work in my service?"
Distrusting Chunerbutty, as he did everyone about him, he had sent for Narain Dass, whom he knew as one of the Dewan's agents, and given him the task of executing his original design of carrying off Miss Daleham. To the Bengali's subtle mind had occurred the idea of making the outrage seem the work of Bhuttia raiders. But for Dermot's prompt pursuit his plan would have been crowned with success.
When they had got Miss Daleham safely hidden away in the labyrinths of a native bazaar, perhaps in Calcutta, they'd have let everyone know who had carried her off." "Who was the other fellow with Narain Dass the chap who talked Bengali?" "Probably a Bhuttia who knew the language was given the Brahmin as an interpreter."
First, then, Kim must wake and go away, so that they shall not suspect. A bad dream wakes a man thus He threw the blanket off his face, and raised himself suddenly with the terrible, bubbling, meaningless yell of the Asiatic roused by nightmare. 'Urr-urr-urr-urr! Ya-la-la-la-la! Narain! The churel! The churel! A churel is the peculiarly malignant ghost of a woman who has died in child-bed.
"What do you make of this attempt on Miss Daleham?" asked Granger. "What was the object of it?" "Probably just terrorism. They wanted to show that no one is secure under our rule. It may be that Narain Dass, who had worked on this garden and seen Miss Daleham, suggested it.
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