The place was only a grazing centre of three or four huts . ' ` The Woman of Shamlegh . She has no love for Sahibs , as we know . The others can be pleased with little presents ; and here is enough for us all . ' He patted the fat sides of the nearest basket . ` But -- but -- ' ' I have said they are not true Sahibs . All their skins and heads were bought in the bazar at Leh . I know the marks . I showed them to ye last march . ' ` True . They were all bought skins and heads . Some had even the moth in them . ' That was a shrewd argument , and the Ao-chung man knew his fellows . ` If the worst comes to the worst , I shall tell Yankling Sahib , who is a man of a merry mind , and he will laugh . We are not doing any wrong to any Sahibs whom we know . They are priest-beaters . They frightened us . We fled ! Who knows where we dropped the baggage ? Do ye think Yankling Sahib will permit down-country police to wander all over the hills , disturbing his game ?
It is a far cry from Simla to Chini , and farther from XXXXX to Shamlegh-midden . '
Ao-chung Leh Sahib Sahibs Shamlegh centre grazing mind priest-beaters skins