and why the glass of hot yellow drink from the lean one?

'My father, he is dead in Lahore city since I was very little. The
woman, she kept kabarri shop near where the hire-carriages are.'
Kim began with a plunge, not quite sure how far the truth would
serve him.

'Your mother?'

'No!' - with a gesture of disgust. 'She went out when I was born.
My father, he got these papers from the Jadoo-Gher what do you call
that?' (Bennett nodded) 'because he was in good-standing. What do
you call that?' (again Bennett nodded). 'My father told me that. He
said, too, and also the Brahmin who made the drawing in the dust at
Umballa two days ago, he said, that I shall find a Red Bull on a
green field and that the Bull shall help me.'

'A phenomenal little liar,' muttered Bennett.

'Powers of Darkness below, what a country!' murmured Father Victor.
'Go on, Kim.'

'I did not thieve. Besides, I am just now disciple of a very holy
man. He is sitting outside. We saw two men come with flags, making
the place ready. That is always so in a dream, or on account of a -
a - prophecy. So I knew it was come true. I saw the Red Bull on the
green field, and my father he said: "Nine hundred pukka devils and
the Colonel riding on a horse will look after you when you find the
Red Bull!" I did not know what to do when I saw the Bull, but I
went away and I came again when it was dark. I wanted to see the