` And is there a price upon his head too -- as upon Mah -- all the others ? ' ` Not yet ; but if a boy rose up who is now sitting here and went -- look , the door is open ! -- as far as a certain house with a red-painted veranda , behind that which was the old theatre in the Lower Bazar , and whispered through the shutters : `` Hurree Chunder Mookerjee bore the bad news of last month '' , that boy might take away a belt full of rupees . ' ` How many ? ' said Kim promptly . ` Five hundred -- a thousand -- as many as he might ask for . ' ` Good . And for how long might such a boy live after the news was told ? ' He smiled merrily at Lurgan 's Sahib 's very beard . ` Ah ! That is to be well thought of . Perhaps if he were very clever , he might live out the day -- but not the night . By no means the night . ' ` Then what is the Babu 's pay if so much is put upon his head ? ' ` Eighty -- perhaps a hundred -- perhaps a hundred and fifty rupees ; but the pay is the least part of the work . From time to time , God causes men to be born -- and thou art one of them -- who have a lust to go abroad at the risk of their lives and discover news -- today it may be of far-off things , tomorrow of some hidden mountain , and the next day of some near-by men who have done a foolishness against the State . These souls are very few ; and of these few , not more than ten are of the best . Among these ten I count the Babu , and that is curious . How great , therefore , and desirable must be a business that brazens the heart of a Bengali ! ' ` True .
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