The lama had disappeared . Kim settled himself composedly on the Chaplain 's cot . At least the lama had promised that he would stay with the Raiput woman from Kulu , and the rest was of the smallest importance . It pleased him that the two padres were so evidently excited . They talked long in undertones , Father Victor urging some scheme on Mr Bennett , who seemed incredulous . All this was very new and fascinating , but Kim felt sleepy . They called men into the tent -- one of them certainly was the Colonel , as his father had prophesied -- and they asked him an infinity of questions , chiefly about the woman who looked after him , all of which Kim answered truthfully . They did not seem to think the woman a good guardian . After all , this was the newest of his experiences . Sooner or later , if he chose , he could escape into great , grey , formless India , beyond tents and padres and colonels . Meantime , if the Sahibs were to be impressed , he would do his best to impress them . He too was a white man . After much talk that he could not comprehend , they handed him over to a sergeant , who had strict instructions not to let him escape . The Regiment would go on to Umballa , and Kim would be sent up , partly at the expense of the Lodge and in part by subscription , to a place called Sanawar . ` It 's miraculous past all whooping , Colonel , ' said Father Victor , when he had talked without a break for ten minutes . ` His Buddhist friend has levanted after taking my name and address . I ca n't quite make out whether he 'll pay for the boy 's education or whether he is preparing some sort of witchcraft on his own account . ' Then to Kim : ` You 'll live to be grateful to your friend the Red Bull yet . We 'll make a man of you at Sanawar -- even at the price o ' making you a Protestant . ' ` Certainly -- most certainly , ' said Bennett .
` But you will not go to Sanawar , ' said XXXXX .
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