Here is a sick one . ' ` Humph ! I have no desire to mix with chance-met wastrels . My ears are not long . I am not a woman wishing to overhear secrets . ' The Jat slid himself heavily into a far corner . ` Art thou anything of a healer ? I am ten leagues deep in calamity , ' cried the Mahratta , picking up the cue . ` This man is cut and bruised all over . I go about to cure him , ' Kim retorted . ` None interfered between thy babe and me . ' ' I am rebuked , ' said the Kamboh meekly . ' I am thy debtor for the life of my son . Thou art a miracle-worker -- I know it . ' ` Show me the cuts . ' Kim bent over the Mahratta 's neck , his heart nearly choking him ; for this was the Great Game with a vengeance . ` Now , tell thy tale swiftly , brother , while I say a charm . ' ' I come from the South , where my work lay . One of us they slew by the roadside . Hast thou heard ? '
XXXXX shook his head .
Humph Jat Kamboh Kim South choking cue debtor slew wastrels