It was his duty to repay courtesy with courtesy.
'I see--and hear.' The headman rolled his eye where Kim was chatting to a girl in blue as she laid crackling thorns on a fire.
'He also has a Search of his own.

No river, but a Bull.

Yea, a Red Bull on a green field will some day raise him to honour.

He is, I think, not altogether of this world.

He was sent of a sudden to aid me in this search, and his name is Friend of all the World.' The priest smiled.