"Priest-sahib say, he too got very sacred thing, come from India.

Sacred Buddhist poojah-thing.

Go to show it to you." We waited, breathless.

The chief Lama approached the altar before the recess, in front of the great cross-legged, vapidly smiling Buddha.
He bowed himself to the ground three times over, as well as his portly frame would permit him, knocking his forehead against the floor, just as Hilda had done; then he proceeded, almost awestruck, to take from the altar an object wrapped round with gold brocade, and very carefully guarded.

Two acolytes accompanied him.