Mahbub Ali knows this , and he will be angry if thou returnest to the Road now . Remember -- much has been told me which I do not forget . ' ' I will wait , ' said Kim , ` but the boys will beat me . ' Then the bugles blew for dinner . Chapter 7 Unto whose use the pregnant suns are poised With idiot moons and stars retracing stars ? Creep thou betweene -- thy coming 's all unnoised . Heaven hath her high , as Earth her baser , wars . Heir to these tumults , this affright , that fraye -LRB- By Adam 's , fathers ' , own , sin bound alway -RRB- ; Peer up , draw out thy horoscope and say Which planet mends thy threadbare fate or mars ? Sir John Christie . In the afternoon the red-faced schoolmaster told Kim that he had been ` struck off the strength ' , which conveyed no meaning to him till he was ordered to go away and play . Then he ran to the bazar , and found the young letter-writer to whom he owed a stamp . ` Now I pay , ' said Kim royally , ` and now I need another letter to be written . ' ` Mahbub Ali is in Umballa , ' said the writer jauntily . He was , by virtue of his office , a bureau of general misinformation . ` This is not to Mahbub , but to a priest . Take thy pen and write quickly . To Teshoo Lama , the Holy One from Bhotiyal seeking for a River , who is now in the Temple of the Tirthankars at Benares . Take more ink ! In three days I am to go down to Nucklao to the school at Nucklao . The name of the school is Xavier .
I do not know where that school is , but it is at XXXXX . '
Adam Ali Benares Christie Kim Lama Nucklao afternoon bugles days