` True . News was at Ziglaur by midnight , and by tomorrow should be at Kotgarh . The villages are both afraid and angry . ' ` No need . Tell the villages to feed the Sahibs and pass them on , in peace . We must get them quietly away from our valleys . To steal is one thing -- to kill another . The Babu will understand , and there will be no after-complaints . Be swift . I must tend my master when he wakes . ' ` So be it . After service -- thou hast said ? -- comes the reward . I am the Woman of Shamlegh , and I hold from the Rajah . I am no common bearer of babes . Shamlegh is thine : hoof and horn and hide , milk and butter . Take or leave . ' She turned resolutely uphill , her silver necklaces clicking on her broad breast , to meet the morning sun fifteen hundred feet above them . This time Kim thought in the vernacular as he waxed down the oilskin edges of the packets . ` How can a man follow the Way or the Great Game when he is so -- always pestered by women ?
There was that girl at Akrola of the Ford ; and there was the scullion 's wife behind the dovecot -- not counting the others -- and now XXXXX this one !
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