I am sure I must have bruised him . I do not think spirits -- ' ` Get him a glass of sherry , then , and let him squat on the cot . Now , Kim , ' continued Father Victor , ` no one is going to hurt you . Drink that down and tell us about yourself . The truth , if you 've no objection . ' Kim coughed a little as he put down the empty glass , and considered . This seemed a time for caution and fancy . Small boys who prowl about camps are generally turned out after a whipping . But he had received no stripes ; the amulet was evidently working in his favour , and it looked as though the Umballa horoscope and the few words that he could remember of his father 's maunderings fitted in most miraculously . Else why did the fat padre seem so impressed , and why the glass of hot yellow drink from the lean one ? ` My father , he is dead in Lahore city since I was very little . The woman , she kept kabarri shop near where the hire-carriages are . ' Kim began with a plunge , not quite sure how far the truth would serve him . ` Your mother ? ' ` No ! ' -- with a gesture of disgust . ` She went out when I was born . My father , he got these papers from the Jadoo-Gher what do you call that ? ' -LRB- Bennett nodded -RRB- ` because he was in good-standing . What do you call that ? '
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