` But we go to Benares , ' he replied petulantly . ` All one . Benares then . Quick : she comes ! ' ` Take thou the purse . ' The lama , not so well used to trains as he had pretended , started as the 3.25 a.m. south-bound roared in . The sleepers sprang to life , and the station filled with clamour and shoutings , cries of water and sweetmeat vendors , shouts of native policemen , and shrill yells of women gathering up their baskets , their families , and their husbands . ` It is the train -- only the te-rain . It will not come here . Wait ! ' Amazed at the lama 's immense simplicity -LRB- he had handed him a small bag full of rupees -RRB- , Kim asked and paid for a ticket to Umballa . A sleepy clerk grunted and flung out a ticket to the next station , just six miles distant . ` Nay , ' said Kim , scanning it with a grin . ` This may serve for farmers , but I live in the city of Lahore . It was cleverly done , Babu . Now give the ticket to Umballa . ' The Babu scowled and dealt the proper ticket . ` Now another to Amritzar , ' said Kim , who had no notion of spending Mahbub Ali 's money on anything so crude as a paid ride to Umballa . ` The price is so much . The small money in return is just so much .
I know the ways of the te-rain ... Never did yogi need chela as thou dost , ' he went on merrily to the bewildered XXXXX .
Amritzar Babu Benares Kim Lahore Umballa clamour lama shoutings te-rain