Oorya

The Oorya, not unanxious to play off one parasite against the other, slunk away towards the dovecote.

Kim 2003

But news travels fast in India, and too soon shuffled across the crop-land, bearing a basket of fruits with a box of Kabul grapes and gilt oranges, a white-whiskered servitor — a lean, dry Oorya — begging them to bring the honour of their presence to his mistress, distressed in her mind that the lama had neglected her so long.

Kim 2003

‘What a woman is the Sahiba!’ said the white-bearded Oorya, when a tumult rose by the kitchen quarters.

Kim 2003

‘Flies go to carrion,’ said the Oorya, in an abstracted voice.

Kim 2003

In the name of the Gods, get her her pipe and stop her ill-omened mouth, 'cried an Oorya, tying up his shapeless bundles of bedding.

Kim Rudyard Kipling 1900

'What a woman is the Sahiba!' said the white-bearded Oorya, when a tumult rose by the kitchen quarters.

Kim Rudyard Kipling 1900

To this Kim assented with wise nods, and bade the Oorya observe that the lama took no money, and that the cost of his and Kim's food would be repaid a hundred times in the good luck that would attend the caravan henceforward.

Kim Rudyard Kipling 1900

The Oorya, not unanxious to play off one parasite against the other, slunk away towards the dovecote.

Kim Rudyard Kipling 1900

But news travels fast in India, and too soon shuffled across the crop-land, bearing a basket of fruits with a box of Kabul grapes and gilt oranges, a white-whiskered servitor -- a lean, dry Oorya -- begging them to bring the honour of their presence to his mistress, distressed in her mind that the lama had neglected her so long.

Kim Rudyard Kipling 1900

So, when with scufflings and scrapings and a hot air of importance, paddled up nothing less than the Sahiba's pet palanquin sent twenty miles, with that same grizzled old Oorya servant in charge, and when they reached the disorderly order of the long white rambling house behind Saharunpore, the lama took his own measures.

Kim Rudyard Kipling 1900