But to speak truth , and I drive many of them to and fro from the railway station , I have never seen one that had in him the making of a more perfect devil than thou -- this young Sahib whom I am now driving . ' Naturally , for he was never trained to consider them in any way improper , Kim had passed the time of day with one or two frivolous ladies at upper windows in a certain street , and naturally , in the exchange of compliments , had acquitted himself well . He was about to acknowledge the driver 's last insolence , when his eye -- it was growing dusk -- caught a figure sitting by one of the white plaster gate-pillars in the long sweep of wall . ` Stop ! ' he cried . ` Stay here . I do not go to the school at once . ' ` But what is to pay me for this coming and re-coming ? ' said the driver petulantly . ` Is the boy mad ? Last time it was a dancing-girl . This time it is a priest . ' Kim was in the road headlong , patting the dusty feet beneath the dirty yellow robe . ' I have waited here a day and a half , ' the lama 's level voice began . ` Nay , I had a disciple with me . He that was my friend at the Temple of the Tirthankars gave me a guide for this journey . I came from Benares in the te-rain , when thy letter was given me . Yes , I am well fed . I need nothing . ' ` But why didst thou not stay with the Kulu woman , O Holy One ?
In what way didst thou get to XXXXX ?
Benares Kim Sahib Tirthankars day didst fro gate-pillars lama te-rain