“t right, Lyra?”

        “Yeas it. And in ts of ty. All to    like Oxford, ts , anyed in t, I t ter aed in Dust, like Mrs.

        Coulter and Lord Boreal and them.”

        “I see,” said Farder . “ts very iing.”

        “Noell you somets been going on    and time tas    to Oxford, or o t, t back a bit of ne you, c?”

        Lyra so be frigalaimon oo deep for ao    s in ips down inside his fur.

        “O back to Farder    here.”

        Lyra couldnt    in.

        “e didnt damage it! ! It    of mud! And    very far—”

        “ are you talking about, child?” said John Faa.

        Farder    laug, opped and    and young.

        But Lyra    laugrembling lips sook it out! It    a joke. e ve sunk it, never!”

        to laugoo. able so o ears from , never    ain laughing.

        “O t too, little girl! I dont suppose tas    foot any. You better leave a guard on your boat, tony, people say. Fierce little girls round    story    all over t    going to punis. No, no! Ease your mind.”

        Farder , and tly.

        And Lyra felt tented, and safe.

        Finally John Faa shook his head and became serious again.

        “I    you from a cer kno guess old you at Jordan College about    knorut. Did tell you ws were?”

        Noely dazed.

        “Yes,” s me t. ts old me.”

        “Ao tell you a story, a true story. I knos true, because a gyptian old me, aruto Jorut yourself, Lyra. Your fat, because your father is Lord Asriel.”

        Lyra could only sit in wonder.

        “ came about,” Jo on. “ expl all over t fortune.

        And ed man, quick to anger, a passionate man.

        “And your mote too. Not so well born as    a clever woman. A Sciful. S.

        “trouble i.

        y, one of    advisers. A rising man.

        “Noell    s you, girl—it    you didnt favor    your true fat it best to    t youd died.

        “So you ook to Oxfordsates, and put in tian o nurse. But someoage    er, in a murderous passion.

        “Lord Asriel    a ing, but t o ime to find your mot t of t staircase.

        Anot and    hen, and Lord Asriel killed him.

        “tian s how we know.

        “t la. Your fat to deny or ceal trut left t,     an intruder. On toto aveion of     t.

        “ted for    bad f all y and all    han a king.

        “As for your moted noto do , nor urned ian old me sen been afeared of reat you, because she roud and sful woman. So much for her.

        “t different, Lyra, you mig up a gyptian, because t to let    ians got little standing in t decided you o be placed in a priory, and so you ers of Obedie atlington. You    remember.

        “But Lord Asriel    stand for t. red of priors and monks and nuns, and being a    rode in one day and carried you off. Not to look after o give to tians; ook you to Jordan College, and dared to undo it.

        “ell, t t back to ions, and you gre Jordan College. tion    your mot be let see you. If sried to do t, so be prevented, and o be told, because all ture urned against er promised faito do t; and so time passed.

        “ty about Dust. And all over try, all over too began a    it. It    of any at to us gyptians, until tarted taking our kids. ts erested. And    es in all sorts of places you    imagine, including Jordan College. You    kno tg to us ever since you been t an i in you, and t gyptian woman wopped being anxious on your behalf.”

        “ c immensely important and stra all    of    so far away.

        “It c. It , Ill be bound.”

        Bernie ary man, one of t    in aken. And Bernie elling tians everything! She marveled.

        “So any at a time    it. A    never do, and    ti Lord Asriel killed, er.”

        “Mrs. Coulter?” said Lyra, quite stupefied. “S my mother?”

        “S never o defy ill be at Jordan, not king you go is a mystery I t explain.    she had some power over him.”

        Lyra suddenly uood ters curious be.

        “But     to...” srying to remember it exactly. “o go a m, and I mustnt tell Mrs.

        Coulter....It o protect me from opped, and looked at to tell trut tiring Room. “See, thing else.

        t evening I iring Room, I saer try to poison Lord Asriel. I saold my uncle and er off table and spilled it. So I saved and    to poison    o udy, and I o go secretly so no one ry and remember exactly    er and    o keep it secret from er. I suppose its all rigell you....”

        S in t of t and took out t package. S on table, and sy and Farder s brigelligerained on it like searcs.

        er bare, it was Farder    w.

        “I    Id ever set eyes on one of ts a symbol reader.

        Did ell you anyt it, child?”

        “No. Only t Id o    o read it by myself. And    aer.”

        “s t mean?” said J to his panion.

        “ts a Greek s from aktruts a trut o use it?” o her.

        “No. Least, I    make t    to different pictures, but I t do anyt goes all over. Except sometimes, rigimes rating, I    make t just by t.”

        “s it do, Farder ?” said Jo?”

        “All tures round t delicately t gaze, “tands for a    meaning of t is    like an anc give eadfastness. tion. to ten, twelve, maybe a never-ending series of meanings.”

        “And do you knohem all?”

        “I kno to read it fully Id    is, but I ent got it.”

        “ell e back to t,” said Jo.”

        “You got trol,” Farder    explained, “and you use to ask a question. By pointing to tion you    imagine, because youve got so many levels of eac your question framed, ts to more symbols t give you the answer.”

        “But    kno tion?” said John Faa.

        “Aself it dont. It only ioo kno, and t be a t to be able to    fretting at it or pus cs gone round its full range, youll kno    done once by a s time I ever saw one before. Do you know hese are?”

        “ter told me there was only six made,” Lyra said.

        “ever t ent large.”

        “And you kept t from Mrs. Coulter, like ter told you?” said John Faa.

        “Yes. But , o go in my room. And Im sure .”

        “I see. ell, Lyra, I dont knoand trut t. ter er you and keep you safe from your mot ers friends in t up tion Board, for    knos, b in tious, and ter of Jordan hem.

        “Not a o look after.     is    to t, o move agin it. And t times, Lyra, its been a getting more anding. t; talk of reviving tion, God forbid. And ter o tread o keep Jordan College on t side of t    survive.

        “And anoter is you, c t. ter of Jordan and to keep you safe, not just because to Lord Asriel t t for your ave you up to Mrs. Coulter e of all appearances. And    to poison Lord Asriel,     t oo; maybe all ter as a man errible ake; tle less    to make t sort of choice.

        “And o t    you go,    safe. I ; as you couldnt read it, Im foxed as to w hinking.”

        “ed ter to Jordan College years before,” Lyra said, struggling to remember. “o say somet to stop.    I t o keep it aoo.”

        “Or even te,” said John Faa.

        “ dyou mean, John?” said Farder .

        “    in mind to ask Lyra to return it to Lord Asriel, as a kind of repense f to poison     t Lord Asriel could read some rument and ive no mig ter take t safe. If you kept it safe so far, I ent    leaving it h you.

        But t e a time    it, and I re    then.”

        over it and slid it back across table. Lyra ed to ask all kinds of questions, but suddenly s stle eyes so sheir folds and wrinkles.

        Oo ask, though.

        “ian woman who nursed me ?”

        “ as mot old you, because I e    s alking of s all out in the open.

        “ting back to    plenty to be a thinking of, child.

        , , Lyra.”

        “Goodnig, Farder ,” sely, clutcer to    alaimon her.

        Bot side ta ing, and as if not moto    arms and kissed o bed.
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