Mahbub gave the money . ` Rememberest thou the little business of the thieves in the dark , down yonder at Umballa ? ' ` Seeing they sought my life , I have not altogether forgotten . Why ? ' ` Rememberest thou the Kashmir Serai ? ' ' I will twist thy ears in a moment -- Sahib . ' ` No need -- Pathan . Only , the second fakir , whom the Sahibs beat senseless , was the man who came to search thy bulkhead at Lahore . I saw his face as they helped him on the engine . The very same man . ' ` Why didst thou not tell before ? ' ` Oh , he will go to jail , and be safe for some years . There is no need to tell more than is necessary at any one time . Besides , I did not then need money for sweetmeats . ' ` Allah kerim ! ' said Mahbub Ah . ` Wilt thou some day sell my head for a few sweetmeats if the fit takes thee ? ' Kim will remember till he dies that long , lazy journey from Umballa , through Kalka and the Pinjore Gardens near by , up to Simla . A sudden spate in the Gugger River swept down one horse -LRB- the most valuable , be sure -RRB- , and nearly drowned Kim among the dancing boulders . Farther up the road the horses were stampeded by a Government elephant , and being in high condition of grass food , it cost a day and a half to get them together again .
Then they met Sikandar Khan coming down with a few unsaleable screws -- remnants of his string -- and XXXXX , who has more of horse-coping in his little fingernail than Sikandar Khan in all his tents , must needs buy two of the worst , and that meant eight hours ' laborious diplomacy and untold tobacco .
Kalka Kim Mahbub Pathan Rememberest River Sahib Sahibs fakir years