'I do not see what concern this fakir has with the boy, who is probably his dupe or his confederate,' Bennett began.
'Say that again,' said Bennett. Kim obeyed, with amplifications.
'There is no need to play on his credulity,' Bennett interrupted.
Consider the chances against it, Bennett. This one boy in all India, and our Regiment of all others on the line o' march for him to meet with!
'And I cannot see any need why he should wait,' said Bennett, feeling in his trouser-pocket.
The two Englishmen sat overwhelmed, but there was a look in Bennett's eye that promised ill for Kim when he should be relaxed to the religious arm.
Neither Bennett nor Father Victor found any answer ready.
'It's the very best day's work you ever did for yourself, young man,' said Bennett.
Bennett, if you give him that rupee he'll curse you root and branch!'
'You will be what you're told to be,' said Bennett; 'and you should be grateful that we're going to help you.'
Bennett fidgeted with impatience, and suggested calling a sentry to evict the fakir.
The Regiment would pay for you all the time you are at the Military Orphanage; or you might go on the Punjab Masonic Orphanage's list (not that he or you 'ud understand what that means); but the best schooling a boy can get in India is, of course, at St Xavier's in Partibus at Lucknow.' This took some time to interpret, for Bennett wished to cut it short.