` Certainly the air of this country is good , ' said the lama . ' I sleep lightly , as do all old men ; but last night I slept unwaking till broad day . Even now I am heavy . ' ` Drink a draught of hot milk , ' said Kim , who had carried not a few such remedies to opium-smokers of his acquaintance . ` It is time to take the Road again . ' ` The long Road that overpasses all the rivers of Hind , ' said the lama gaily . ` Let us go . But how thinkest thou , chela , to recompense these people , and especially the priest , for their great kindness ? Truly they are but parast , but in other lives , maybe , they will receive enlightenment . A rupee to the temple ? The thing within is no more than stone and red paint , but the heart of man we must acknowledge when and where it is good . ' ` Holy One , hast thou ever taken the Road alone ? ' Kim looked up sharply , like the Indian crows so busy about the fields . ` Surely , child : from Kulu to Pathankot -- from Kulu , where my first chela died . When men were kind to us we made offerings , and all men were well-disposed throughout all the Hills . ' ` It is otherwise in Hind , ' said Kim drily . ` Their Gods are many-armed and malignant . Let them alone . ' ' I would set thee on thy road for a little , Friend of all the World , thou and thy yellow man . ' The old soldier ambled up the village street , all shadowy in the dawn , on a punt , scissor-hocked pony .
` Last XXXXX broke up the fountains of remembrance in my so-dried heart , and it was as a blessing to me .
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