Don't show surprise at anything.

I think we can work upon these people's religious feelings." Without a moment's hesitation she prostrated herself thrice on the ground before the figure of Buddha, knocking her head ostentatiously in the dust as she did so.

We followed suit instantly.

Then Hilda rose and began walking slowly round the big drum in the nave, saying aloud at each step, in a sort of monotonous chant, like a priest intoning, the four mystic words, "Aum, mani, padme, hum," "Aum, mani, padme, hum," many times over.

We repeated the sacred formula after her, as if we had always been brought up to it.