O Holy One , a woman has given us in charity so that I can come with thee -- a woman with a golden heart . I run for the tikkut . ' The girl looked up at the lama , who had mechanically followed Kim to the platform . He bowed his head that he might not see her , and muttered in Tibetan as she passed on with the crowd . ` Light come -- light go , ' said the cultivator 's wife viciously . ` She has acquired merit , ' returned the lama . ` Beyond doubt it was a nun . ' ` There be ten thousand such nuns in Amritzar alone . Return , old man , or the te-rain may depart without thee , ' cried the banker . ` Not only was it sufficient for the ticket , but for a little food also , ' said Kim , leaping to his place . ` Now eat , Holy One . Look . Day comes ! ' Golden , rose , saffron , and pink , the morning mists smoked away across the flat green levels . All the rich Punjab lay out in the splendour of the keen sun . The lama flinched a little as the telegraph-posts swung by . ` Great is the speed of the te-rain , ' said the banker , with a patronizing grin . ` We have gone farther since Lahore than thou couldst walk in two days : at even , we shall enter Umballa . ' ` And that is still far from Benares , ' said the lama wearily , mumbling over the cakes that Kim offered . They all unloosed their bundles and made their morning meal .
Then the banker , the XXXXX , and the soldier prepared their pipes and wrapped the compartment in choking , acrid smoke , spitting and coughing and enjoying themselves .
Amritzar Benares Day Umballa cultivator lama morning splendour te-rain tikkut