Strip to the waist now and look how thou art whitened . ' Huneefa felt her way back from an inner room . ` It is no matter , she can not see . ' He took a pewter bowl from her ringed hand . The dye-stuff showed blue and gummy . Kim experimented on the back of his wrist , with a dab of cotton-wool ; but Huneefa heard him . ` No , no , ' she cried , ` the thing is not done thus , but with the proper ceremonies . The colouring is the least part . I give thee the full protection of the Road . ' ` Tadoo ? -LSB- magic -RSB- , ` said Kim , with a half start . He did not like the white , sightless eyes . Mahbub 's hand on his neck bowed him to the floor , nose within an inch of the boards . ` Be still . No harm comes to thee , my son . I am thy sacrifice ! ' He could not see what the woman was about , but heard the dish-clash of her jewellery for many minutes . A match lit up the darkness ; he caught the well-known purr and fizzle of grains of incense . Then the room filled with smoke -- heavy aromatic , and stupefying . Through growing drowse he heard the names of devils -- of Zulbazan , Son of Eblis , who lives in bazars and paraos , making all the sudden lewd wickedness of wayside halts ; of Dulhan , invisible about mosques , the dweller among the slippers of the faithful , who hinders folk from their prayers ; and Musboot , Lord of lies and panic .
Huneefa , now whispering in his ear , now talking as from an immense distance , touched him with horrible soft fingers , but XXXXX 's grip never shifted from his neck till , relaxing with a sigh , the boy lost his senses .
Dulhan Eblis Huneefa Kim Mahbub Zulbazan colouring dye-stuff minutes pewter