Do not mock me thus . ' ` It pleases me to cure this sick one . Thou shalt acquire merit by aiding . What colour ash is there in thy pipe-bowl ? White . That is auspicious . Was there raw turmeric among thy foodstuffs ? ' ` I -- I -- ' ` Open thy bundle ! ' It was the usual collection of small oddments : bits of cloth , quack medicines , cheap fairings , a clothful of atta -- greyish , rough-ground native flour -- twists of down-country tobacco , tawdry pipe-stems , and a packet of curry-stuff , all wrapped in a quilt . Kim turned it over with the air of a wise warlock , muttering a Mohammedan invocation . ` This is wisdom I learned from the Sahibs , ' he whispered to the lama ; and here , when one thinks of his training at Lurgan 's , he spoke no more than the truth . ` There is a great evil in this man 's fortune , as shown by the Stars , which -- which troubles him . Shall I take it away ? ' ` Friend of the Stars , thou hast done well in all things . Let it be at thy pleasure . Is it another healing ? ' ` Quick ! Be quick ! ' gasped the Mahratta . ` The train may stop . ' '
A healing against the shadow of death , ' said Kim , mixing the Kamboh 's flour with the mingled charcoal and XXXXX ash in the red-earth bowl of the pipe .
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