We changed his name when the fever came.

We put him into girl's clothes.

There was nothing we did not do, except--I said to his mother when she bundled me off to Benares--she should have come with me--I said Sakhi Sarwar Sultan would serve us best.

We know His generosity, but these down-country Gods are strangers.' The child turned on the cushion of the huge corded arms and looked at Kim through heavy eyelids.
'And was it all worthless ?' Kim asked, with easy interest.
'All worthless--all worthless,' said the child, lips cracking with fever.
'The Gods have given him a good mind, at least' said the father proudly.

'To think he should have listened so cleverly.