Next instant he was rolling over and over downhill with Kim at his throat . The blow had waked every unknown Irish devil in the boy 's blood , and the sudden fall of his enemy did the rest . The lama dropped to his knees , half-stunned ; the coolies under their loads fled up the hill as fast as plainsmen run aross the level . They had seen sacrilege unspeakable , and it behoved them to get away before the Gods and devils of the hills took vengeance . The Frenchman ran towards the lama , fumbling at his revolver with some notion of making him a hostage for his companion . A shower of cutting stones -- hillmen are very straight shots -- drove him away , and a coolie from Ao-chung snatched the lama into the stampede . All came about as swiftly as the sudden mountain-darkness . ` They have taken the baggage and all the guns , ' yelled the Frenchman , firing blindly into the twilight . ` All right , sar ! All right ! Do n't shoot . I go to rescue , ' and Hurree , pounding down the slope , cast himself bodily upon the delighted and astonished Kim , who was banging his breathless foe 's head against a boulder . ` Go back to the coolies , ' whispered the Babu in his ear . ` They have the baggage . The papers are in the kilta with the red top , but look through all . Take their papers , and specially the murasla -LSB- King 's letter -RSB- . Go ! The other man comes ! ' Kim tore uphill . A revolver-bullet rang on a rock by his side , and he cowered partridge-wise .
` If you XXXXX , ' shouted Hurree , ` they will descend and annihilate us .
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