He was thinking of the immense fun to come , of Mahbub 's letter of the day before , all neatly written in English , making appointment for that afternoon in a house the very name of which would have crisped the Principal 's hair with horror ... Said Kim to Mahbub in Lucknow railway station that evening , above the luggage-scales : ' I feared lest at the last , the roof would fall upon me and cheat me . It is indeed all finished , O my father ? ' Mahbub snapped his fingers to show the utterness of that end , and his eyes blazed like red coals . ` Then where is the pistol that I may wear it ? ' ` Softly ! A half-year , to run without heel-ropes . I begged that much from Colonel Creighton Sahib . At twenty rupees a month . Old Red Hat knows that thou art coming . ' ' I will pay thee dustoorie -LSB- commission -RSB- on my pay for three months , ' said Kim gravely . ` Yea , two rupees a month . But first we must get rid of these . ' He plucked his thin linen trousers and dragged at his collar . ' I have brought with me all that I need on the Road . My trunk has gone up to Lurgan Sahib 's . ' ` Who sends his salaams to thee -- Sahib . ' ` Lurgan Sahib is a very clever man . But what dost thou do ? ' ' I go North again , upon the Great Game . What else ?
Is thy mind still set on following old XXXXX Hat ? '
English Kim Red afternoon dustoorie evening fall first luggage-scales salaams