I asked my interpreter not to lose a single word of what the lama told me.
Our religion is called the Lamaic one—from the word 'lama,' superior.
After a while a Lama came in with a smiling face and said he had good news to give me.
The Lama shrunk up inside his coat and looked at me with fear.
The Lama was silent and afterwards, as though answering my thoughts, continued.