said the Ao-chung man , while the others stood mute . Kim knelt over the body in deadly fear . ` Nay , ' he cried passionately , ` this is only a weakness . ' Then he remembered that he was a white man , with a white man 's camp-fittings at his service . ` Open the kiltas ! The Sahibs may have a medicine . ' ` Oho ! Then I know it , ' said the Ao-chung man with a laugh . ` Not for five years was I Yankling Sahib 's shikarri without knowing that medicine . I too have tasted it . Behold ! ' He drew from his breast a bottle of cheap whisky -- such as is sold to explorers at Leh -- and cleverly forced a little between the lama 's teeth . ` So I did when Yankling Sahib twisted his foot beyond Astor . Aha ! I have already looked into their baskets -- but we will make fair division at Shamlegh . Give him a little more . It is good medicine . Feel ! His heart goes better now . Lay his head down and rub a little on the chest .
If he had waited quietly while I accounted for the XXXXX this would never have come .
Aha Ao-chung Kim Oho Open Sahibs camp-fittings lama shikarri years