That shook him.

Then he saw the Saddhu fall sheer into the hands of the polis--all the effect of thy art.

Then he gathered up his son and fled; for he said that thou didst change a quiet trader into an impudent bandier of words with the Sahibs, and he feared a like fate.

Where is the Saddhu ?' 'With the polis,' said Kim ...

'Yet I saved the Kamboh's child.' The lama snuffed blandly.
'Ah, chela, see how thou art overtaken! Thou didst cure the Kamboh's child solely to acquire merit.