Followedtheusualaimlessbabblethateverylow-castenativemustraiseoneveryoccasion。Itdieddown,andKimlayoutbehindthelittleknotofMahbub’sfollowers,almostunderthewheelsofahorse-truck,aborrowedblanketforcovering。Nowabedamongbrickbatsandballast-refuseonadampnight,betweenovercrowdedhorsesandunwashedBaltis,wouldnotappealtomanywhiteboys;butKimwasutterlyhappy。Changeofscene,service,andsurroundingswerethebreathofhislittlenostrils,andthinkingoftheneatwhitecotsofStXavier’sallarowunderthepunkahgavehimjoyaskeenastherepetitionofthemultiplication-tableinEnglish。
`Iamveryold,’hethoughtsleepily。`EverymonthIbecomeayearmoreold。Iwasveryyoung,andafooltoboot,whenItookMahbub’smessagetoUmballa。EvenwhenIwaswiththatwhiteRegimentIwasveryyoungandsmallandhadnowisdom。ButnowIlearneveryday,andinthreeyearstheColonelwilltakemeoutofthemadrissahandletmegoupontheRoadwithMahbubhuntingforhorses’pedigrees,ormaybeIshallgobymyself;ormaybeIshallfindthelamaandgowithhim。Yes;thatisbest。TowalkagainasachelawithmylamawhenhecomesbacktoBenares。’Thethoughtscamemoreslowlyanddisconnectedly。Hewasplungingintoabeautifuldreamlandwhenhisearscaughtawhisper,thinandsharp,abovethemonotonousbabbleroundthefire。Itcamefrombehindtheiron-skinnedhorse-truck。
`Heisnothere,then?’
`Whereshouldhebebutroysteringinthecity。Wholooksforaratinafrog-pond?Comeaway。Heisnotourman。’
`HemustnotgobackbeyondthePassesasecondtime。Itistheorder。’
`Hiresomewomantodrughim。Itisafewrupeesonly,andthereisnoevidence。’
`Exceptthewoman。Itmustbemorecertain;andrememberthepriceuponhishead。’
`Ay,butthepolicehavealongarm,andwearefarfromtheBorder。
IfitwereinPeshawur,now!’
`Yes-inPeshawur,’thesecondvoicesneered。`Peshawur,fullofhisblood-kin-fullofbolt-holesandwomenbehindwhoseclotheshewillhide。
Yes,PeshawurorJehannumwouldsuitusequallywell。’
`Thenwhatistheplan?’
`Ofool,haveInottolditahundredtimes?Waittillhecomestoliedown,andthenonesureshot。Thetrucksarebetweenusandpursuit。Wehavebuttorunbackoverthelinesandgoourway。Theywillnotseewhencetheshotcame。Waithereatleasttillthedawn。Whatmanneroffakirartthou,toshiveratalittlewatching?’
`Oho!’thoughtKim,behindclose-shuteyes。`OnceagainitisMahbub。
Indeedawhitestallion’spedigreeisnotagoodthingtopeddletoSahibs!
OrmaybeMahbubhasbeensellingothernews。Nowwhatistodo,Kim?I
knownotwhereMahbubhouses,andifhecomesherebeforethedawntheywillshoothim。Thatwouldbenoprofitforthee,Kim。Andthisisnotamatterforthepolice。ThatwouldbenoprofitforMahbub;and’-hegiggledalmostaloud-`IdonotrememberanylessonatNucklaowhichwillhelpme。Allah!HereisKimandyonderarethey。First,then,Kimmustwakeandgoaway,sothattheyshallnotsuspect。Abaddreamwakesaman-thus-’
Hethrewtheblanketoffhisface,andraisedhimselfsuddenlywiththeterrible,bubbling,meaninglessyelloftheAsiaticrousedbynightmare。
`Urr-urr-urr-urr!Ya-la-la-la-la!Narain!Thechurel!
Thechurel!’
Achurelisthepeculiarlymalignantghostofawomanwhohasdiedinchild-bed。Shehauntslonelyroads,herfeetareturnedbackwardsontheankles,andsheleadsmentotorment。
LouderroseKim’squaveringhowl,tillatlastheleapedtohisfeetandstaggeredoffsleepily,whilethecampcursedhimforwakingthem。
Sometwentyyardsfartherupthelinehelaydownagain,takingcarethatthewhisperersshouldhearhisgruntsandgroansasherecomposedhimself。
Afterafewminutesherolledtowardstheroadandstoleawayintothethickdarkness。
Hepaddledalongswiftlytillhecametoaculvert,anddroppedbehindit,hischinonalevelwiththecoping-stone。Herehecouldcommandallthenight-traffic,himselfunseen。
Twoorthreecartspassed,jinglingouttothesuburbs;acoughingpolicemanandahurryingfoot-passengerortwowhosangtokeepoffevilspirits。
Thenrappedtheshodfeetofahorse。
`Ah!ThisismorelikeMahbub,’thoughtKim,asthebeastshiedatthelittleheadabovetheculvert。
`Ohe,MahbubAli,’hewhispered,`haveacare!’
Thehorsewasreinedbackalmostonitshaunches,andforcedtowardstheculvert。
`Neveragain,’saidMahbub,`willItakeashodhorsefornight-work。
Theypickupallthebonesandnailsinthecity。’Hestoopedtoliftitsforefoot,andthatbroughthisheadwithinafootofKim’s。`Down-keepdown,’hemuttered。`Thenightisfullofeyes。’
`Twomenwaitthycomingbehindthehorse-trucks。Theywillshoottheeatthylyingdown,becausethereisapriceonthyhead。Iheard,sleepingnearthehorses。’
`Didstthouseethem?……Holdstill,SireofDevils!’Thisfuriouslytothehorse。
`No。’
`Wasonedressedbelikeasafakir?’
`Onesaidtotheother,`Whatmanneroffakirartthou,toshiveratalittlewatching?’’
`Good。Gobacktothecampandliedown。Idonotdietonight。’
Mahbubwheeledhishorseandvanished。Kimtorebackdowntheditchtillhereachedapointoppositehissecondresting-place,slippedacrosstheroadlikeaweasel,andre-coiledhimselfintheblanket。
`AtleastMahbubknows,’hethoughtcontentedly。`Andcertainlyhespokeasoneexpectingit。Idonotthinkthosetwomenwillprofitbytonight’swatch。’
Anhourpassed,and,withthebestwillintheworldtokeepawakeallnight,hesleptdeeply。Nowandagainanighttrainroaredalongthemetalswithintwentyfeetofhim;buthehadalltheOriental’sindifferencetomerenoise,anditdidnotevenweaveadreamthroughhisslumber。
Mahbubwasanythingbutasleep。Itannoyedhimvehementlythatpeopleoutsidehistribeandunaffectedbyhiscasualamoursshouldpursuehimforthelife。Hisfirstandnaturalimpulsewastocrossthelinelowerdown,workupagain,and,catchinghiswell-wishersfrombehind,summarilyslaythem。Here,hereflectedwithsorrow,anotherbranchoftheGovernment,totallyunconnectedwithColonelCreighton,mightdemandexplanationswhichwouldbehardtosupply;andheknewthatsouthoftheBorderaperfectlyridiculousfussismadeaboutacorpseorso。HehadnotbeentroubledinthiswaysincehesentKimtoUmballawiththemessage,andhopedthatsuspicionhadbeenfinallydiverted。
Thenamostbrilliantnotionstruckhim。
`TheEnglishdoeternallytellthetruth,’hesaid,`thereforeweofthiscountryareeternallymadefoolish。ByAllah,IwilltellthetruthtoanEnglishman!OfwhatuseistheGovernmentpoliceifapoorKabuliberobbedofhishorsesintheirverytrucks。ThisisasbadasPeshawur!
Ishouldlayacomplaintatthestation。Betterstill,someyoungSahibontheRailway!Theyarezealous,andiftheycatchthievesitisrememberedtotheirhonour。’
Hetieduphishorseoutsidethestation,andstrodeontotheplatform。
`Hullo,MahbubAli!’saidayoungAssistantDistrictTrafficSuperintendentwhowaswaitingtogodowntheline-atall,tow-haired,horseyyouthindingywhitelinen。`Whatareyoudoinghere?Sellingweeds-eh?’
`No;Iamnottroubledformyhorses。IcometolookforLutufUllah。
Ihaveatruck-loaduptheline。CouldanyonetakethemoutwithouttheRailway’sknowledge?’
`Shouldn’tthinkso,Mahbub。Youcanclaimagainstusiftheydo。’
`Ihaveseentwomencrouchingunderthewheelsofoneofthetrucksnearlyallnight。fakirsdonotstealhorses,soIgavethemnomorethought。IwouldfindLutufUllah,mypartner。’
`Thedeuceyoudid?Andyoudidn’tbotheryourheadaboutit?’Ponmyword,it’sjustalmostaswellthatImetyou。Whatweretheylike,eh?’
`Theywereonlyfakirs。Theywillnomorethantakealittlegrain,perhaps,fromoneofthetrucks。Therearemanyuptheline。TheStatewillnevermissthedole。Icamehereseekingformypartner,LutufUllah-’
`Nevermindyourpartner。Whereareyourhorse-trucks?’
`Alittletothissideofthefarthestplacewheretheymakelampsforthetrains。’
`Thesignal-box!Yes。’
`Andupontherailnearesttotheroadupontheright-handside-lookingupthelinethus。ButasregardsLutufUllah-atallmanwithabrokennose,andaPersiangreyhound-Aie!’
Theboyhadhurriedofftowakeupayoungandenthusiasticpoliceman;
for,ashesaid,theRailwayhadsufferedmuchfromdepredationsinthegoods-yard。MahbubAlichuckledinhisdyedbeard。
`Theywillwalkintheirboots,makinganoise,andthentheywillwonderwhytherearenofakirs。Theyareverycleverboys-BartonSahibandYoungSahib。’
Hewaitedidlyforafewminutes,expectingtoseethemhurryupthelinegirtforaction。Alightengineslidthroughthestation,andhecaughtaglimpseofyoungBartoninthecab。
`Ididthatchildaninjustice。Heisnotaltogetherafool,’saidMahbubAli。`Totakeafire-carriageforathiefisanewgame!’
WhenMahbubAlicametohiscampinthedawn,noonethoughtitworthwhiletotellhimanynewsofthenight。Noone,atleast,butonesmallhorseboy,newlyadvancedtothegreatman’sservice,whomMahbubcalledtohistinytenttoassistinsomepacking。
`Itisallknowntome,’whisperedKim,bendingabovesaddlebags。`TwoSahibscameuponate-train。Iwasrunningtoandfrointhedarkonthissideofthetrucksasthete-trainmovedupanddownslowly。
Theyfellupontwomensittingunderthistruck-Hajji,whatshallIdowiththislumpoftobacco?Wrapitinpaperandputitunderthesalt-bag?
Yes-andstruckthemdown。ButonemanstruckataSahibwithafakir’sbuck’shorn’Kimmeanttheconjoinedblack-buckhorns,whichareafakir’ssoletemporalweapon-`thebloodcame。SotheotherSahib,firstsmitinghisownmansenseless,smotethestabberwithashortgunwhichhadrolledfromthefirstman’shand。Theyallragedasthoughmadtogether。’
Mahbubsmiledwithheavenlyresignation。`No!Thatisnotsomuchdewanee[madness,oracaseforthecivilcourt-thewordcanbepunneduponbothways]asnizamut[acriminalcase]。Agun,sayestthou?Tengoodyearsinjail。’
`Thentheybothlaystill,butIthinktheywerenearlydeadwhentheywereputonthete-train。Theirheadsmovedthus。Andthereismuchbloodontheline。Comeandsee?’
`Ihaveseenbloodbefore。Jailisthesureplace-andassuredlytheywillgivefalsenames,andassuredlynomanwillfindthemforalongtime。
Theywereunfriendsofmine。Thyfateandmineseemononestring。Whatataleforthehealerofpearls!Nowswiftlywiththesaddle-bagsandthecooking-platter。WewilltakeoutthehorsesandawaytoSimla。’
Swiftly-asOrientalsunderstandspeed-withlongexplanations,withabuseandwindytalk,carelessly,amidahundredchecksforlittlethingsforgotten,theuntidycampbrokeupandledthehalf-dozenstiffandfretfulhorsesalongtheKalkaroadinthefreshoftherain-sweptdawn。Kim,regardedasMahbubAli’sfavouritebyallwhowishedtostandwellwiththePathan,wasnotcalledupontowork。Theystrolledonbytheeasiestofstages,haltingeveryfewhoursatawaysideshelter。VerymanySahibstravelalongtheKalkaroad;and,asMahbubAlisays,everyyoungSahibmustneedsesteemhimselfajudgeofahorse,and,thoughhebeoverheadindebttothemoney-lender,mustmakeasiftobuy。ThatwasthereasonthatSahibafterSahib,rollingalonginastage-carriage,wouldstopandopentalk。Somewouldevendescendfromtheirvehiclesandfeelthehorses’legs;askinginanequestions,or,throughsheerignoranceofthevernacular,grosslyinsultingtheimperturbabletrader。
`WhenfirstIdealtwithSahibs,andthatwaswhenColonelSoadySahibwasGovernorofFortAbazaiandfloodedtheCommissioner’scamping-groundforspite,’MahbubconfidedtoKimastheboyfilledhispipeunderatree,`Ididnotknowhowgreatlytheywerefools,andthismademewroth。Asthus-’andhetoldKimataleofanexpression,misusedinallinnocence,thatdoubledKimupwithmirth。`NowIsee,however,’-heexhaledsmokeslowly-`thatitiswiththemaswithallmen-incertainmatterstheyarewise,andinothersmostfoolish。Veryfoolishitistousethewrongwordtoastranger;forthoughtheheartmaybecleanofoffence,howisthestrangertoknowthat?Heismoreliketosearchtruthwithadagger。’
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