A rupee to the temple ? The thing within is no more than stone and red paint , but the heart of man we must acknowledge when and where it is good . ' ` Holy One , hast thou ever taken the Road alone ? ' Kim looked up sharply , like the Indian crows so busy about the fields . ` Surely , child : from Kulu to Pathankot -- from Kulu , where my first chela died . When men were kind to us we made offerings , and all men were well-disposed throughout all the Hills . ' ` It is otherwise in Hind , ' said Kim drily . ` Their Gods are many-armed and malignant . Let them alone . ' ' I would set thee on thy road for a little , Friend of all the World , thou and thy yellow man . ' The old soldier ambled up the village street , all shadowy in the dawn , on a punt , scissor-hocked pony . ` Last night broke up the fountains of remembrance in my so-dried heart , and it was as a blessing to me . Truly there is war abroad in the air . I smell it . See ! I have brought my sword . ' He sat long-legged on the little beast , with the big sword at his side -- hand dropped on the pommel -- staring fiercely over the flat lands towards the North . ` Tell me again how He showed in thy vision . Come up and sit behind me . The beast will carry two . ' '
I am this Holy One 's disciple , ' said XXXXX , as they cleared the village-gate .
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