Kim finished his slumbers with a serene mind.
In the morning he was aware of Lurgan Sahib looking down on him.
'Oah!' said Kim, firmly resolved to cling to his Sahib-dom.

'There was a box in the night that gave me bad talk.

So I stopped it.

Was it your box ?' The man held out his hand.
'Shake hands, O'Hara,' he said.

'Yes, it was my box.