'So then it is not seemly that he should do other than as the Sahibs do.

He must go back to his own people.' 'For a day and a night and a day,' Kim pleaded.
'No, ye don't!' Father Victor saw Kim edging towards the door, and interposed a strong leg.
'I do not understand the customs of white men.

The Priest of the Images in the Wonder House in Lahore was more courteous than the thin one here.

This boy will be taken from me.

They will make a Sahib of my disciple?
Woe to me! How shall I find my River?
Have they no disciples?
Ask.' 'He says he is very sorree that he cannot find the River now any more.
He says, Why have you no disciples, and stop bothering him?
He wants to be washed of his sins.' Neither Bennett nor Father Victor found any answer ready.
Said Kim in English, distressed for the lama's agony: 'I think if you will let me go now we will walk away quietly and not steal.