No river , but a Bull . Yea , a Red Bull on a green field will some day raise him to honour . He is , I think , not altogether of this world . He was sent of a sudden to aid me in this search , and his name is Friend of all the World . ' The priest smiled . ` Ho , there , Friend of all the World , ' he cried across the sharp-smelling smoke , ` what art thou ? ' ` This Holy One 's disciple , ' said Kim . ` He says thou are a but -LSB- a spirit -RSB- . ' ` Can buts eat ? ' said Kim , with a twinkle . ` For I am hungry . ' ` It is no jest , ' cried the lama . ' A certain astrologer of that city whose name I have forgotten -- ' ` That is no more than the city of Umballa where we slept last night , ' Kim whispered to the priest . ` Ay , Umballa was it ? He cast a horoscope and declared that my chela should find his desire within two days . But what said he of the meaning of the stars , Friend of all the World ? ' Kim cleared his throat and looked around at the village greybeards . ` The meaning of my Star is War , ' he replied pompously . Somebody laughed at the little tattered figure strutting on the brickwork plinth under the great tree . Where a native would have lain down , Kim 's white blood set him upon his feet .
` XXXXX , War , ' he answered .
Ay Kim Red Umballa chela days greybeards lama night plinth