He will get experience.' 'He has it already, Sahib--as a fish controls the water he swims in.
But for every reason it will be well to loose him from the school.' 'Very good, then,' said Creighton, half to himself.

'He can go with the lama, and if Hurree Babu cares to keep an eye on them so much the better.

He won't lead the boy into any danger as Mahbub would.
Curious--his wish to be an F R S.Very human, too.

He is best on the Ethnological side--Hurree.' No money and no preferment would have drawn Creighton from his work on the Indian Survey, but deep in his heart also lay the ambition to write 'F R S' after his name.

Honours of a sort he knew could be obtained by ingenuity and the help of friends, but, to the best of his belief, nothing save work--papers representing a life of it--took a man into the Society which he had bombarded for years with monographs on strange Asiatic cults and unknown customs.