` Now , since our roads run together for a while , I do not see that we in any way depart from our Search if so be we accompany her -- at least as far as -- I have forgotten the name of the city . ' ` Ohe ! ' said Kim , turning and speaking in a sharp whisper to one of the Ooryas a few yards away . ` Where is your master 's house ? ' ' A little behind Saharunpore , among the fruit gardens . ' He named the village . ` That was the place , ' said the lama . ` So far , at least , we can go with her . ' ` Flies go to carrion , ' said the Oorya , in an abstracted voice . ` For the sick cow a crow ; for the sick man a Brahmin . ' Kim breathed the proverb impersonally to the shadow-tops of the trees overhead . The Oorya grunted and held his peace . ` So then we go with her , Holy One ? ' ` Is there any reason against ? I can still step aside and try all the rivers that the road overpasses . She desires that I should come . She very greatly desires it . ' Kim stifled a laugh in the quilt . When once that imperious old lady had recovered from her natural awe of a lama he thought it probable that she would be worth listening to . He was nearly asleep when the lama suddenly quoted a proverb : ` The husbands of the talkative have a great reward hereafter . '
Then XXXXX heard him snuff thrice , and dozed off , still laughing .
Brahmin Kim Ohe Oorya Ooryas carrion lama overpasses quilt shadow-tops