` Is this yet another Sending ? ' cried the lama . ` To none have I spoken of my search , save to the Priest of the Images . Who art thou ? ' ` Thy chela , ' said Kim simply , sitting on his heels . ' I have never seen anyone like to thee in all this my life . I go with thee to Benares . And , too , I think that so old a man as thou , speaking the truth to chance-met people at dusk , is in great need of a disciple . ' ` But the River -- the River of the Arrow ? ' ` Oh , that I heard when thou wast speaking to the Englishman . I lay against the door . ' The lama sighed . ' I thought thou hadst been a guide permitted . Such things fall sometimes -- but I am not worthy . Thou dost not , then , know the River ? ' ` Not I , ' Kim laughed uneasily . ' I go to look for -- for a bull -- a Red . Bull on a green field who shall help me . ' Boylike , if an acquaintance had a scheme , Kim was quite ready with one of his own ; and , boylike , he had really thought for as much as twenty minutes at a time of his father 's prophecy . ` To what , child ? '
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Benares Boylike Englishman Kim Priest Red River fall lama minutes