The high Hills as soon as may be . ' The bearer rubs his shoulder , drinks water , spits it out again , and readjusts his grass sandal . Kim -- his face is drawn and tired -- pays very small silver from his belt , heaves out the food-bag , crams an oilskin packet -- they are holy writings -- into his bosom , and helps the lama to his feet . The peace has come again into the old man 's eyes , and he does not look for the hills to fall down and crush him as he did that terrible night when they were delayed by the flooded river . The men pick up the dooli and swing out of sight between the scrub clumps . The lama raises a hand toward the rampart of the Himalayas . ` Not with you , O blessed among all hills , fell the Arrow of Our Lord ! And never shall I breathe your airs again ! ' ` But thou art ten times the stronger man in this good air , ' says Kim , for to his wearied soul appeal the well-cropped , kindly Plains . ` Here , or hereabouts , fell the Arrow , yes . We will go very softly , perhaps , a koss a day , for the Search is sure . But the bag weighs heavy . ' ` Ay , our Search is sure . I have come out of great temptation . ' It was never more than a couple of miles a day now , and Kim 's shoulders bore all the weight of it -- the burden of an old man , the burden of the heavy food-bag with the locked books , the load of the writings on his heart , and the details of the daily routine . He begged in the dawn , set blankets for the lama 's meditation , held the weary head on his lap through the noonday heats , fanning away the flies till his wrists ached , begged again in the evenings , and rubbed the lama 's feet , who rewarded him with promise of Freedom -- today , tomorrow , or , at furthest , the next day . ` Never was such a chela . I doubt at times whether Ananda more faithfully nursed Our Lord . And thou art a Sahib ? When I was a man -- a long time ago -- I forgot that .
Now I XXXXX upon thee often , and every time I remember that thou art a Sahib .
Search art forgot go locked look readjusts says swing tired