And our curses have the knack of biting home . ' The Ooryas laughed ; the hillman sprang forward threateningly . The lama suddenly raised his head , bringing his huge tam-o ' - shanter hat into the full light of Kim 's new-started fire . ` What is it ? ' said he . The man halted as though struck to stone . ` I -- I -- am saved from a great sin , ' he stammered . ` The foreigner has found him a priest at last , ' whispered one of the Ooryas . ` Hai ! Why is that beggar-brat not well beaten ? ' the old woman cried . The hillman drew back to the cart and whispered something to the curtain . There was dead silence , then a muttering . ` This goes well , ' thought Kim , pretending neither to see nor hear . ` When -- when -- he has eaten ' -- the hillman fawned on Kim -- ` it -- it is requested that the Holy One will do the honour to talk to one who would speak to him . ' ` After he has eaten he will sleep , ' Kim returned loftily . He could not quite see what new turn the game had taken , but stood resolute to profit by it . ` Now I will get him his food . ' The last sentence , spoken loudly , ended with a sigh as of faintness . ` I -- I myself and the others of my people will look to that -- if it is permitted . '
` It is permitted , ' said XXXXX , more loftily than ever .
Hai Holy Kim Ooryas beggar-brat faintness fire lama shanter tam-o