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Updated: May 5, 2025
Take more ink! In three days I am to go down to Nucklao to the school at Nucklao. The name of the school is Xavier. I do not know where that school is, but it is at Nucklao. 'But I know Nucklao, the writer interrupted. 'I know the school. 'Tell him where it is, and I give half an anna. The reed pen scratched busily. 'He cannot mistake. The man lifted his head.
His disreputable friend could further twitch his ears, almost like a goat, and Kim was disappointed that this new man could not imitate him. 'Do not be afraid, said Lurgan Sahib suddenly. 'Why should I fear? 'Thou wilt sleep here tonight, and stay with me till it is time to go again to Nucklao. It is an order. 'It is an order, Kim repeated. 'But where shall I sleep?
We do not want a horse-fight at every resting-stage, and the dun and the black will be locked in a little ... Now hear me. Is it necessary to the comfort of thy heart to see that lama? 'It is one part of my bond, said Kim. 'If I do not see him, and if he is taken from me, I will go out of that madrissah in Nucklao and, and once gone, who is to find me again? 'It is true.
Kim rubbed his nose and grew furious, thinking, as usual, in Hindi. 'This with a beggar from the bazar might be good, but I am a Sahib and the son of a Sahib and, which is twice as much more beside, a student of Nucklao. Damn Mr Lurgan's eyes! It is some sort of machinery like a sewing-machine.
'Ay, said Kim. 'Dost thou remember when I leapt off the carriage the first day I went to 'The Gates of Learning? Truly. And the day that we ate the cakes together at the back of the river by Nucklao. Aha! Many times hast thou begged for me, but that day I begged for thee. 'Good reason, quoth Kim. 'I was then a scholar in the Gates of Learning, and attired as a Sahib.
'Be patient a little, Friend of all the World, he whispered to the agonized Kim. 'Thy fortune is made. In a little while thou goest to Nucklao, and here is something to pay the letter-writer. I shall see thee again, I think, many times, and he cantered off down the road. 'Listen to me, said the Colonel from the veranda, speaking in the vernacular.
Thou art as clever as Husain Bux that forged the Treasury stamps at Nucklao. But what a tale! What a tale! Is it true by any chance? 'It does not profit to tell lies to Mahbub Ali. It is better to help his friends by lending them a stamp. When the money comes I will repay. The writer grunted doubtfully, but took a stamp out of his desk, sealed the letter, handed it over to Kim, and departed.
He says that thou hast altogether wasted sixty days upon the Road, and it is too late, therefore, to send thee to any Hill-school. 'I have said that my holidays are my own. I do not go to school twice over. That is one part of my bond. 'The Colonel Sahib is not yet aware of that contract. Thou art to lodge in Lurgan Sahib's house till it is time to go again to Nucklao.
'A letter from my lama which he wrote from Jagadhir Road, saying that he will pay three hundred rupees by the year for my schooling. 'Oho! Is old Red Hat of that sort? At which school? 'God knows. I think in Nucklao. 'Yes. There is a big school there for the sons of Sahibs and half-Sahibs. I have seen it when I sell horses there. So the lama also loved the Friend of all the World?
'Is it permitted to ask whither the Heaven-born's thought might have led? said Mahbub, with an elaborate sarcasm, smoothing his scarlet beard. 'It is permitted, said Kim, and threw back the very tone. 'They say at Nucklao that no Sahib must tell a black man that he has made a fault. Then he remembered and laughed. 'Speak, Sahib. Thy black man hears.
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