'Ay,' said Kim. 'Dost thou remember when I leapt off the carriage the first day I went to—'
'The Gates of Learning? Truly. And the day that we ate the cakes together at the back of the river by Nucklao. Aha! Many times hast thou begged for me, but that day I begged for thee.'
'Good reason,' quoth Kim. 'I was then a scholar in the Gates of Learning, and attired as a Sahib. Do not forget, Holy One,' he went on playfully, 'I am still a Sahib—by thy favour.'
'True. And a Sahib in most high esteem. Come to my cell, chela.'