'They have the baggage.

The papers are in the kilta with the red top, but look through all.

Take their papers, and specially the murasla [King's letter].

Go! The other man comes!' Kim tore uphill.

A revolver-bullet rang on a rock by his side, and he cowered partridge-wise.
'If you shoot,' shouted Hurree, 'they will descend and annihilate us.
I have rescued the gentleman, sar.