I shall just be four or five miles ahead . There is no hurry for Hurree -- that is an Europe pun , ha ! ha ! -- and you come after . There is plenty of time ; they will plot and survey and map , of course . I shall go tomorrow , and you the next day , if you choose . Eh ? You go think on it till morning . By Jove , it is near morning now . ' He yawned ponderously , and with never a civil word lumbered off to his sleeping-place . But Kim slept little , and his thoughts ran in Hindustani : ` Well is the Game called great ! I was four days a scullion at Quetta , waiting on the wife of the man whose book I stole . And that was part of the Great Game ! From the South -- God knows how far -- came up the Mahratta , playing the Great Game in fear of his life . Now I shall go far and far into the North playing the Great Game . Truly , it runs like a shuttle throughout all Hind . And my share and my joy ' -- he smiled to the darkness -- ' I owe to the lama here . Also to Mahbub Ali -- also to Creighton Sahib , but chiefly to the Holy One . He is right -- a great and a wonderful world -- and I am Kim -- Kim -- Kim -- alone -- one person -- in the middle of it all . But I will see these strangers with their levels and chains ... ' ` What was the upshot of last night 's babble ? '
said the XXXXX , after his orisons .
Ali Hurree Jove Kim Mahratta South days lama morning shuttle