No . Ye 've brought us luck , an ' we 're goin ' to make a man of you . I 'll take ye back to your baggage-cart and ye 'll come to me this evening . ' For the rest of the day Kim found himself an object of distinguished consideration among a few hundred white men . The story of his appearance in camp , the discovery of his parentage , and his prophecy , had lost nothing in the telling . A big , shapeless white woman on a pile of bedding asked him mysteriously whether he thought her husband would come back from the war . Kim reflected gravely , and said that he would , and the woman gave him food . In many respects , this big procession that played music at intervals -- this crowd that talked and laughed so easily -- resembled a festival in Lahore city . So far , there was no sign of hard work , and he resolved to lend the spectacle his patronage . At evening there came out to meet them bands of music , and played the Mavericks into camp near Umballa railway station . That was an interesting night . Men of other regiments came to visit the Mavericks . The Mavericks went visiting on their own account . Their pickets hurried forth to bring them back , met pickets of strange regiments on the same duty ; and , after a while , the bugles blew madly for more pickets with officers to control the tumult . The Mavericks had a reputation for liveliness to live up to . But they fell in on the platform next morning in perfect shape and condition ; and Kim , left behind with the sick , women , and boys , found himself shouting farewells excitedly as the trains drew away . Life as a Sahib was amusing so far ; but he touched it with a cautious hand . Then they marched him back in charge of a drummer-boy to empty , lime-washed barracks , whose floors were covered with rubbish and string and paper , and whose ceilings gave back his lonely footfall . Native-fashion , he curled himself up on a stripped cot and went to sleep . An angry man stumped down the veranda , woke him up , and said he was a schoolmaster .
This was enough for XXXXX , and he retired into his shell .
Kim Lahore Native-fashion Sahib Umballa baggage-cart drummer-boy evening left war