What?
A locked box in which to keep holy books?
Oh, that is another matter.

Heavens forbid I should come between a priest and his prayers! It shall be brought, and thou shalt keep the key.' They pushed the coffer under his cot, and Kim shut away Mahbub's pistol, the oilskin packet of letters, and the locked books and diaries, with a groan of relief.

For some absurd reason their weight on his shoulders was nothing to their weight on his poor mind.

His neck ached under it of nights.
'Thine is a sickness uncommon in youth these days: since young folk have given up tending their betters.

The remedy is sleep, and certain drugs,' said the Sahiba; and he was glad to give himself up to the blankness that half menaced and half soothed him.
She brewed drinks, in some mysterious Asiatic equivalent to the still-room--drenches that smelt pestilently and tasted worse.