` All their books are in the large kilta with the reddish top -- books and reports and maps -- and I have seen a King 's letter that either Hilas or Bunar has written . They guard it most carefully . They have sent nothing back from Hilas or Leh . That is sure . ' ` Who is with them ? ' ` Only the beegar-coolies . They have no servants . They are so close they cook their own food . ' ` But what am I to do ? ' ` Wait and see . Only if any chance comes to me thou wilt know where to seek for the papers . ' ` This were better in Mahbub Ali 's hands than a Bengali 's , ' said Kim scornfully . ` There are more ways of getting to a sweetheart than butting down a wall . ' ` See here the Hell appointed for avarice and greed . Flanked upon the one side by Desire and on the other by Weariness . ' The lama warmed to his work , and one of the strangers sketched him in the quick-fading light . ` That is enough , ' the man said at last brusquely . ' I can not understand him , but I want that picture . He is a better artist than I. Ask him if he will sell it . ' ` He says `` No , sar , '' ' the Babu replied .
The XXXXX , of course , would no more have parted with his chart to a casual wayfarer than an archbishop would pawn the holy vessels of his cathedral .
Ali Babu Bengali Bunar Kim King beegar-coolies kilta lama sar