So is it with all of them.

Well, well--' He turned as feeling on the floor beside him and tossed a flap of soft, greasy Mussalman bread to the boy.

'Go and lie down among my horseboys for tonight--thou and the lama.

Tomorrow I may give thee service.' Kim slunk away, his teeth in the bread, and, as he expected, he found a small wad of folded tissue-paper wrapped in oilskin, with three silver rupees--enormous largesse.

He smiled and thrust money and paper into his leather amulet-case.