He lowered them in Purun Bhagat 's direction and stamped uneasily , hissing through his half-shut nostrils . `` Hai ! Hai ! Hai ! '' said the Bhagat , snapping his fingers , `` Is THIS payment for a night 's lodging ? '' But the deer pushed him toward the door , and as he did so Purun Bhagat heard the sound of something opening with a sigh , and saw two slabs of the floor draw away from each other , while the sticky earth below smacked its lips . `` Now I see , '' said Purun Bhagat . `` No blame to my brothers that they did not sit by the fire to-night . The mountain is falling . And yet -- why should I go ? '' His eye fell on the empty begging-bowl , and his face changed . `` They have given me good food daily since -- since I came , and , if I am not swift , to-morrow there will not be one mouth in the valley . Indeed , I must go and warn them below . Back there , Brother ! Let me get to the fire . '' The barasingh backed unwillingly as Purun Bhagat drove a pine torch deep into the flame , twirling it till it was well lit . `` Ah ! ye came to warn me , '' he said , rising . `` Better than that we shall do ; better than that . Out , now , and lend me thy neck , Brother , for I have but two feet . ''
He clutched the bristling withers of the XXXXX with his right hand , held the torch away with his left , and stepped out of the shrine into the desperate night .
Bhagat Brother Hai barasingh begging-bowl daily fire night slabs to-night