Kim looked intently.

Lurgan Sahib laid one hand gently on the nape of his neck, stroked it twice or thrice, and whispered: 'Look! It shall come to life again, piece by piece.

First the big piece shall join itself to two others on the right and the left--on the right and the left.

Look!' To save his life, Kim could not have turned his head.

The light touch held him as in a vice, and his blood tingled pleasantly through him.
There was one large piece of the jar where there had been three, and above them the shadowy outline of the entire vessel.