` And by what sign didst thou know that we would beg from thee , O Mali ? ' said Kim tartly , using the name that a market-gardener least likes . ` All we sought was to look at that river beyond the field there . ' ` River , forsooth ! ' the man snorted . ` What city do ye hail from not to know a canal-cut ? It runs as straight as an arrow , and I pay for the water as though it were molten silver . There is a branch of a river beyond . But if ye need water I can give that -- and milk . ' ` Nay , we will go to the river , ' said the lama , striding out . ` Milk and a meal . ' the man stammered , as he looked at the strange tall figure . ` I -- I would not draw evil upon myself -- or my crops . But beggars are so many in these hard days . ' ` Take notice . ' The lama turned to Kim . ` He was led to speak harshly by the Red Mist of anger . That clearing from his eyes , he becomes courteous and of an affable heart . May his fields be blessed ! Beware not to judge men too hastily , O farmer . ' '
I have met holy ones who would have cursed thee from hearthstone to byre , ' XXXXX Kim to the abashed man .
Beware becomes beg draw give need runs said snorted striding