said the soldier , leaping to his feet . ` What is it ? What orders ? ... It is ... a child ! I dreamed it was an alarm . Little one -- little one -- do not cry . Have I slept ? That was discourteous indeed ! ' ' I fear ! I am afraid ! ' roared the child . ` What is it to fear ? Two old men and a boy ? How wilt thou ever make a soldier , Princeling ? ' The lama had waked too , but , taking no direct notice of the child , clicked his rosary . ` What is that ? ' said the child , stopping a yell midway . ' I have never seen such things . Give them me . ' ` Aha . '
said the XXXXX , smiling , and trailing a loop of it on the grass : This is a handful of cardamoms , This is a lump of ghi : This is millet and chillies and rice , A supper for thee and me !
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