“Not yet. Lord Asriel    be dining    o break out in t s . But later?” “Shh! Someones ing.”

        S up and put o t ler, ing to trim ter o. t by anbar-ic po ter napiring Room. t    ters lifetime.

        tler trimmed t anotened carefully at to a and. urned, making ried not to laugler ily stuffed to    and turo face the iner.

        “Lord Asriel!”    see ried to smoto move and look.

        “Good evening, ren,” said Lord Asriel. Lyra ale to dine. Ill    in here.”

        tler looked unfortable. Guests eiring Room at ters invitation only, and Lord Asriel kne; but tler also saedly at t, and decided not to protest.

        “S ter know youve arrived, my lord?”

        “No . You might bring me some coffee.”

        “Very good, my lord.”

        tler bo, rotting submissively at o tretcraveling clotened ion no unnoticed: so sit tight and hope.

        Lord Asriels daemon, a snoood behind him.

        “Are you going to sions in ly.

        “Yes. Itll create less fuss to ture ter. t to see too; Ill send for ter in a miime, Stelmaria.”

        “You s.”

        ret one of t Lyra could no longer see his face.

        “Yes, yes. I s etiquette t alloo fine me a dozen bottles for ing in    remains t—”

        tler came in ray bearing a coffeepot and a cup.

        “t tokay I    see on table?”

        “ter ordered it deted especially for you, my I lord,” said tler.

        “ttles left I of the98.”

        “All good tray er to send up t in the Lodge, would you?”

        “here, my lord?”

        “Yes, ing lantern, also here, also now.”

        tler could     mao suppress tion, or test.

        “ren, youre fetting your place,” said Lord Asriel. “Dont question me; just do as I tell you.”

        “Very good, my lord,” said tler. “If I may suggest it, I s Mr. Caaken aback, if you see w I mean.”

        “Yes. tell hen.”

        Mr. Caeablise tler uo ingratiate ed to e    iring Room.

        . Lyra c at once, and poured anoting lantern?    did o s    and important?

        tood up and turned a trast ler, tooped and languid Scall man    seemed to flaster er. It o be dominated by, or to figo patronize or pity. All s ly balanced, like too small for it.

        At t ant and preoccupied. , and    urning ao table. Lyra suddenly felt oma topper from ter of tokay, and    a glass.

        “No!”

        t cry came before s back. Lord Asriel ur once.

        “here?”

        S umbled out of to snatc, splasable and t, and t and ted hard.

        “Lyra!    the hell are you doing?”

        “Let go of me and Ill tell you!”

        “Ill break your arm first. how dare you e in here?”

        “Ive just saved your life!”

        till for a moment, ted in pain but grimag to prevent    louder, t over hunder.

        “ did you say?” ly.

        “t ered beter put some po.”

        go. So talaimon fluttered anxiously to rained fury, and s dare meet his eyes.

        “I came in just to see     I o go out before anyone came in, except t I er ing and got ^ trapped. to    t…”

        the door.

        “tll be ter,” said Lord Asriel. “Ba test noise, Ill make you wish you were dead.”

        Sed back t once, and no soohan Lord Asriel called, “e in.”

        As    er.

        “In here, my lord?”

        Lyra saanding doubtfully in the er of a large wooden box.

        “ts riger,” said Lord Asriel. “Bring t table.”

        Lyra relaxed a little, and allo. It migo make    of girl ed eetly until it felt looser.

        the glug of spilled liquid.

        “Damn you, Ser, you careless old fool! Look w youve done!”

        Lyra could see, just. o knock ter of tokay off table, and made it look as if ter .

        t to apologize.

        “Im truly sorry, my lord—I must —”

        “Get someto clear t soaks into t!”

        ter . Lord Asriel moved closer to tone.

        “Since youre in tcer closely eresting about ting furto trouble youre already in. Uand?”

        “Yes, Uncle.”

        “Make a noise in t help you. Youre on your own.”

        ood o ter came back pan for th.

        “I    only say once again, my lord, I do most early beg your pardon; I dont know w—”

        “Just clear up the mess.”

        As ter began to mop t, tler knocked and came in , a man called t ter opped dead.

        “Yes, it okay,” said Lord Asriel. “too bad. Is t ter up by t ther end.”

        Lyra realized t so see tever    t like t for t made unrolling tiff linen aing it up on its frame, she whispered:

        “See? It    it?”

        “It migalaimon said austerely, in iny mot mig.”

        Lord Asriel stood by t of tg lantern and uncapped tank.

        “ty of oil, my lord,” eco operate it?”

        “No. Ill do it myself. t, ren?”

        “Very nearly, I tler. “If I uand Mr. Ca be disposed to linger oake tray?”

        “take it and go.”

        “Very good, my lord.”

        it boler took tray a, and t h him.

        As soon as tly at t t as if it    ly to his dasmon.

        So sit calmly at    and elegant and dangerous, aurning, like o turned. Lyra could sake of breat man came in.
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