Kim gathered the import of the next few sentences and began thus : ` Holy One , the thin fool who looks like a camel says that I am the son of a Sahib . ' ` But how ? ' ` Oh , it is true . I knew it since my birth , but he could only find it out by rending the amulet from my neck and reading all the papers . He thinks that once a Sahib is always a Sahib , and between the two of them they purpose to keep me in this Regiment or to send me to a madrissah -LSB- a school -RSB- . It has happened before . I have always avoided it . The fat fool is of one mind and the camel-like one of another . But that is no odds . I may spend one night here and perhaps the next . It has happened before . Then I will run away and return to thee . ' ` But tell them that thou art my chela . Tell them how thou didst come to me when I was faint and bewildered . Tell them of our Search , and they will surely let thee go now . ' ' I have already told them . They laugh , and they talk of the police . ' ` What are you saying ? ' asked Mr Bennett . ` Oah .
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