` That comes of looking at one of Mahbub 's horses . He 's a regular old leech , Padre . Wait , then , if thou hast so much time to spare , Mahbub . Now I 'm at your service , Padre . Where is the boy ? Oh , he 's gone off to collogue with Mahbub . Queer sort of boy . Might I ask you to send my mare round under cover ? ' He dropped into a chair which commanded a clear view of Kim and Mahbub Ali in conference beneath the tree . The Padre went indoors for cheroots . Creighton heard Kim say bitterly : ` Trust a Brahmin before a snake , and a snake before an harlot , and an harlot before a Pathan , Mahbub Ali . ' ` That is all one . ' The great red beard wagged solemnly . ` Children should not see a carpet on the loom till the pattern is made plain . Believe me , Friend of all the World , I do thee great service . They will not make a soldier of thee . ' ` You crafty old sinner ! ' thought Creighton . ` But you 're not far wrong . That boy must n't be wasted if he is as advertised . '
` Excuse me half a minute , ' cried the XXXXX from within , ` but I 'm gettin ' the documents in the case . '
Ali Brahmin Creighton Kim Mahbub Padre Pathan World cheroots leech