In the Hills , as I understand , there are fewer . ' ` Oh ! the Hills , and the snows upon the Hills . ' The lami tore off a tiny square of paper fit to go in an amulet . ` But what dost thou know of the Hills ? ' ` They are very close . ' Kim thrust open the door and looked at the long , peaceful line of the Himalayas flushed in morning-gold . ` Except in the dress of a Sahib , I have never set foot among them . ' The lama snuffed the wind wistfully . ` If we go North , ' -- Kim put the question to the waking sunrise -- ` would not much mid-day heat be avoided by walking among the lower hills at least ? ... Is the charm made , Holy One ? ' ' I have written the names of seven silly devils -- not one of whom is worth a grain of dust in the eye . Thus do foolish women drag us from the Way ! ' Hurree Babu came out from behind the dovecote washing his teeth with ostentatious ritual . Full-fleshed , heavy-haunched , bull-necked , and deep-voiced , he did not look like ' a fearful man ' . Kim signed almost imperceptibly that matters were in good train , and when the morning toilet was over , Hurree Babu , in flowery speech , came to do honour to the lama . They ate , of course , apart , and afterwards the old lady , more or less veiled behind a window , returned to the vital business of green-mango colics in the young . The lama 's knowledge of medicine was , of course , sympathetic only . He believed that the dung of a black horse , mixed with sulphur , and carried in a snake-skin , was a sound remedy for cholera ; but the symbolism interested him far more than the science . Hurree Babu deferred to these views with enchanting politeness , so that the lama called him a courteous physician .
Hurree XXXXX replied that he was no more than an inexpert dabbler in the mysteries ; but at least -- he thanked the Gods therefore -- he knew when he sat in the presence of a master .
Babu Hills Kim Sahib colics dovecote lama lami morning morning-gold