The Lamas with their deep voices were intoning the prayers while the lesser priests answered with their antiphonies.

The sacred phrase: "Om! Mani padme Hung!" was endlessly repeated.
The Hutuktu wished us success, presented us with a large yellow hatyk and accompanied us to the monastery gate.

When we were in our saddles he said: "Remember that you are always welcome guests here.

Life is very complicated and anything may happen.

Perhaps you will be forced in future to re-visit distant Mongolia and then do not miss Narabanchi Kure." That night we returned to the Tartars and the next day continued our journey.