` No . ' ` Was one dressed belike as a fakir ? ' ` One said to the other , `` What manner of fakir art thou , to shiver at a little watching ? '' ' ` Good . Go back to the camp and lie down . I do not die tonight . ' Mahbub wheeled his horse and vanished . Kim tore back down the ditch till he reached a point opposite his second resting-place , slipped across the road like a weasel , and re-coiled himself in the blanket . ` At least Mahbub knows , ' he thought contentedly . ` And certainly he spoke as one expecting it . I do not think those two men will profit by tonight 's watch . ' An hour passed , and , with the best will in the world to keep awake all night , he slept deeply . Now and again a night train roared along the metals within twenty feet of him ; but he had all the Oriental 's indifference to mere noise , and it did not even weave a dream through his slumber . Mahbub was anything but asleep . It annoyed him vehemently that people outside his tribe and unaffected by his casual amours should pursue him for the life . His first and natural impulse was to cross the line lower down , work up again , and , catching his well-wishers from behind , summarily slay them . Here , he reflected with sorrow , another branch of the Government , totally unconnected with Colonel Creighton , might demand explanations which would be hard to supply ; and he knew that south of the Border a perfectly ridiculous fuss is made about a corpse or so . He had not been troubled in this way since he sent Kim to Umballa with the message , and hoped that suspicion had been finally diverted . Then a most brilliant notion struck him . ` The English do eternally tell the truth , ' he said , ` therefore we of this country are eternally made foolish .
By Allah , I will XXXXX the truth to an Englishman !
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