` True ! But how if we insult the Sahibs ' Gods thereby ! I do not like to handle the Written Word in that fashion . And their brass idols are beyond my comprehension . It is no plunder for simple hill-folk . ' ` The old man still sleeps . Hst ! We will ask his chela . ' The Ao-chung man refreshed himself , and swelled with pride of leadership . ` We have here , ' he whispered , ' a kilta whose nature we do not know . ' ` But I do , ' said Kim cautiously . The lama drew breath in natural , easy sleep , and Kim had been thinking of Hurree 's last words . As a player of the Great Game , he was disposed just then to reverence the Babu . ` It is a kilta with a red top full of very wonderful things , not to be handled by fools . ' ' I said it ; I said it , ' cried the bearer of that burden . ` Thinkest thou it will betray us ? ' ` Not if it be given to me . I can draw out its magic . Otherwise it will do great harm . ' ' A priest always takes his share . '
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Ao-chung Babu Hst Hurree Kim Sahibs chela hill-folk kilta lama