“O t ruso her mind:

        it as boat s day. Suppose he remembered?

        “Better e along h us,” he said. “You alone?”

        “Yeah. I was running away....”

        “All rig talk no keep quiet. Jaxer, move to the shadow. Kerim, look around.”

        Lyra stood up s Pantalaimon to . ing to look at sometanding and suddenly curious too:    ing aoms of smoke, for all t tried to g to talaimoony Costa.

        “ are you doing here?” she said.

        “Quiet, gal. trouble a stirring more. ell talk on t.”

        tle o t of tly after tony turned along terfront and out onto a ty, from    and so the .

        “Get in,” he said. “Quiow.”

        Lyra did so, patting    go of, even in t) to make sure ter ill t of a lantern on a out poting at a table her.

        “s never Lyra?”

        “ts rig to move. e killed t in t t I re turk traders. t Lyra. Never mind talk— on the move.”

        “e a.

        Lyra obeyed, a     sured    t mot    gently to lick Pantalaimons    a folded    arms around Lyra and pressed o .

        “I dunno . You     a    drink in you. Set you dohere, child.”

        It looked as if    least fotten. Lyra slid onto table top as t.

        “here we going?” Lyra asked.

        Ma Costa ting a sau of milk on tove and riddlio stir the fire up.

        “Aalk in the m.”

        And s o move, exced a er of to c. A minute or ter she was sound asleep.

        S f engine rumble deep belo up more carefully. A t sy aly made, one beloiny . So find    folded at togeter ill there.

        S t to find ove, arm.

        t migrees.

        Before s on deck, ter door opened and Ma Costa came do on iny pearls.

        “Sleep    t. Dont stand about; t room.”

        “here are we?” said Lyra.

        “On tion al. You keep out of sig    to see you topside. trouble.”

        So to go hem.

        “ sort of trouble?”

        “Not cope ay out the way.”

        And s say any more till Lyra en. t slo one point, and somet t t moved on.

        Presently tony Costa so t over tove to make t.

        “ o tell her, Ma?”

        “Ask first, tell after.”

        o a tin cup and sat down.    s, Lyra saw a sad grimness in his expression.

        “Rigell us he Gobblers.”

        “I ...”

        Lyra clumsily collected ory and s into order as if stling a pack of cards ready for dealing. Sold t about ter.

        “And t nig tail party I found out er o use me to c they do is—”

        Ma Costa left t out to t. toill t, and cut in:

        “e kno,    of it. e kno e back.

        taken up nort ts on em. At first ried out different diseases and medies, but to start t all of a sudden t about tartars, maybe t deal tartars    to move nort as muc, for t and tartar cartars eat em, dont they?

        t “em.”

        “they never!” said Lyra.

        “ty of oto be told, and all. You ever he Nalkainens?”

        Lyra said, “No. Not even er.    are they?”

        “ts a kind of g ts. Same size as a o    at nig in t t a not go. Nalkainens, ts a nortoo. t about iogetimes, or caugt of you. You t see em except as a kind of shless Ones...”

        “hey?”

        “arriors    being    t die, and living is altoget forever. ts been doo em.”

        “And ?” said Lyra, wide-eyed.

        “tartars snap open t t to it. t    killing em, but t    t is t to pump and pump all day and nigoon of Breat sometimes, Ive    means armored bears. t we bears, and—”

        “Yes! I    nig my uncle, Lord Asriel, ress guarded by the armored bears.”

        “Is    was here?”

        “Expl. But talking I dont they were glad he was in prison.”

        “ell,    get out if t I mean by t? trengto eoriostly, and t ss and plates of it to cover turies. tely pitiless. But t.”

        Lyra sidered th awe.

        “Ma dont like to    tony said after a fes, “because of ook h, see.”

        “?”

        “e caugalk. ts tle about    nig Gobblers; too clumsy. If took em alive. See, tian people,    by togeto decide o do about it. ts    nigaking on stores, cause o a big muster up in t o send out a rescue party, ians ks w Id do, if I was John Faa.”

        “hos John Faa?”

        “tians.”

        “And youre really going to rescue t aber?”

        “her?”

        “tcook same as Billy ter. I bet if I ook, o rescue Billy, I    to e too and rescue Roger.”

        And Uncle Asriel, s; but s mention t.
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