` Oah ! ' The instinct of competition waked in his breast . He bent over the tray . There were but fifteen stones on it . ` That is easy , ' he said after a minute . The child slipped the paper over the winking jewels and scribbled in a native account-book . ` There are under that paper five blue stones -- one big , one smaller , and three small , ' said Kim , all in haste . ` There are four green stones , and one with a hole in it ; there is one yellow stone that I can see through , and one like a pipe-stem . There are two red stones , and -- and -- I made the count fifteen , but two I have forgotten . No ! Give me time . One was of ivory , little and brownish ; and -- and -- give me time ... ' ` One -- two ' -- Lurgan Sahib counted him out up to ten . Kim shook his head . ` Hear my count ! ' the child burst in , trilling with laughter . ` First , are two flawed sapphires -- one of two ruttees and one of four as I should judge . The four-ruttee sapphire is chipped at the edge . There is one Turkestan turquoise , plain with black veins , and there are two inscribed -- one with a Name of God in gilt , and the other being cracked across , for it came out of an old ring , I can not read . We have now all five blue stones . Four flawed emeralds there are , but one is drilled in two places , and one is a little carven - ' ` Their weights ? '
XXXXX Lurgan Sahib impassively .
Hear counted drilled forgotten give made said slipped trilling winking