`Why，it’saboy！’hesaid，ashedrewhisprizeunderthelightofthetent-polelantern，thenshakinghimseverelycried：`Whatwereyoudoing？You’reathief。Choor？Mallum？’HisHindustaniwasverylimited，andtheruffledanddisgustedKimintendedtokeeptothecharacterlaiddownforhim。Asherecoveredhisbreathhewasinventingabeautifullyplausibletaleofhisrelationstosomescullion，andatthesametimekeepingakeeneyeonandalittleundertheChaplain’sleftarm-pit。Thechancecame；heduckedforthedoorway，butalongarmshotoutandclutchedathisneck，snappingtheamulet-stringandclosingontheamulet。
`Giveitme。O，giveitme。Isitlost？Givemethepapers。’
ThewordswereinEnglish-thetinny，saw-cutEnglishofthenative-bred，andtheChaplainjumped。
`Ascapular，’saidhe，openinghishand。`No，somesortofheathencharm。
Why-why，doyouspeakEnglish？Littleboyswhostealarebeaten。Youknowthat？’