` What was you bukkin ' to that nigger about ? ' said the drummer-boy when Kim returned to the veranda . ' I was watch-in ' you . ' ' I was only talkin ' to him . ' ` You talk the same as a nigger , do n't you ? ' ` No-ah ! No-ah ! I onlee speak a little . What shall we do now ? ' ` The bugles 'll go for dinner in arf a minute . My Gawd ! I wish I 'd gone up to the Front with the Regiment . It 's awful doin ' nothin ' but school down ` ere . Do n't you ` ate it ? ' ` Oah yess ! ' I 'd run away if I knew where to go to , but , as the men say , in this bloomin ' Injia you 're only a prisoner at large . You ca n't desert without bein ' took back at once . I 'm fair sick of it . ' ` You have been in Be -- England ? ' ` W ` y , I only come out last troopin ' season with my mother .
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