It flattened itself among the dusty coils.
'Come, thou!' he called over his shoulder.
'Not I,' said Kim'.

'I go round.' 'Come.

He does no hurt.' Kim hesitated for a moment.

The lama backed his order by some droned Chinese quotation which Kim took for a charm.

He obeyed and bounded across the rivulet, and the snake, indeed, made no sign.
'Never have I seen such a man.' Kim wiped the sweat from his forehead.
'And now, whither go we ?' 'That is for thee to say.