` Didst thou tell him of thy Search ? ' said Kim , a little jealously . He preferred to sway the lama by his own speech -- not through the wiles of Hurree Babu . ` Assuredly . I told him of my dream , and of the manner by which I had acquired merit by causing thee to be taught wisdom . ' ` Thou didst not say I was a Sahib ? ' ` What need ? I have told thee many times we be but two souls seeking escape . He said -- and he is just herein -- that the River of Healing will break forth even as I dreamed -- at my feet , if need be . Having found the Way , seest thou , that shall free me from the Wheel , need I trouble to find a way about the mere fields of earth -- which are illusion ? That were senseless . I have my dreams , night upon night repeated ; I have Jataka ; and I have thee , Friend of all the World . It was written in thy horoscope that a Red Bull on a green field -- I have not forgotten -- should bring thee to honour . Who but I saw that prophecy accomplished ? Indeed , I was the instrument . Thou shalt find me my River , being in return the instrument . The Search is sure ! ' He set his ivory-yellow face , serene and untroubled , towards the beckoning Hills ; his shadow shouldering far before him in the dust . Chapter 13 Who hath desired the Sea -- the immense and contemptuous surges ? The shudder , the stumble , the swerve ere the star-stabbing bowsprit merges -- The orderly clouds of the Trades and the ridged roaring sapphire thereunder -- Unheralded cliff-lurking flaws and the head-sails ' low-volleying thunder ?
His Sea in no wonder the same -- his Sea and the same in each wonder -- His Sea that his XXXXX fulfils ?
beckoning being find forgotten honour need repeated said told written