` What are you saying ? ' asked Mr Bennett . ` Oah . He only says that if you do not let me go it will stop him in his business -- his ur-gent private af-fairs . ' This last was a reminiscence of some talk with a Eurasian clerk in the Canal Department , but it only drew a smile , which nettled him . ` And if you did know what his business was you would not be in such a beastly hurry to interfere . ' ` What is it then ? ' said Father Victor , not without feeling , as he watched the lama 's face . ` There is a River in this country which he wishes to find so verree much . It was put out by an Arrow which -- ' Kim tapped his foot impatiently as he translated in his own mind from the vernacular to his clumsy English . ` Oah , it was made by our Lord God Buddha , you know , and if you wash there you are washed away from all your sins and made as white as cotton-wool . ' -LRB- Kim had heard mission-talk in his time . -RRB- ' I am his disciple , and we must find that River . It is so verree valuable to us . ' ` Say that again , ' said Bennett . Kim obeyed , with amplifications . ` But this is gross blasphemy ! ' cried the Church of England . ` Tck ! Tck ! '
XXXXX Father Victor sympathetically .
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