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And even if s to t on sto o and o high Brazil.
Meanalizing ion ceers for ting force. Sered Roger van Poppel ions about tores to take: place to get arctic maps?
t ed to er, t er turally no one could say , Lyra attaco Farder .
“I td be best if I to and Mr. de Ruyters messages.”
ook pity otle girl and didnt send her away.
Instead alked to eo her memories of Oxford and of Mrs.
Coulter, and cer.
“ book he symbols in?” she asked him one day.
“In heidelberg,” he said.
“And is t the one?”
“t ts the one Ive seen.”
“I bet theres one in Bodleys Library in Oxford,” she said.
Sake beautiful daemon salaimon , Sop and richly furred.
touc lit up more saouc fur, to rub it, but of course s breaciquette imagio touc touc; but tion against act so deep t even in battle no ouc terly forbidden. Lyra couldnt remember o be told t: s kne, as instinctively as s t nausea good. So alted on migest move to touch her, and never would.
Sopiful as Farder leaning on ticks, and rembled stantly like an aspen leaf. o love ed her.
“s t er, one sunny m in . “It keeps ing back to t.”
“ten a clue ts t little old top of it?”
She screwed up her eyes and peered.
“ts a skull!”
“So might mean?”
“Deat death?”
“ts rig deat, after time, he sed one.”
“Dyou knoiced, Farder ? tops t round it kind of tc stops. Is t saying its then?”
“Probably. are you asking it, Lyra?”
“Im a topped, surprised to find t sually been asking a question realizing it. “I just put tures toget Mr. de Ruyter, see....And I put toget and to ask ting on h his spying, and—”
“hree symbols?”
“Because I t t you kind of distill, and t of ts ted to t tion in my mind, and topped at deat could be really w, Farder ?”
“Its k. I wonder if—”
Before e knock at tian man came in.
“Beg pardon, Farder , t e back, and hes sore wounded.”
“er,” said Farder . “s happened?”
“ speak,” said tter e, Farder , cause last long, hes a bleeding inside.”
Farder and Lyra exc, but only for a sed, and t on icks as fast as oo, ience.
to a boat tied up at t jetty, s important t Jacobs got to say, mistress.”
So t tood back, on tc lay a man and whose eyes were glazed.
“Ive sent for t agitate er just a fees ago.”
“er now?”
“ying up. It was o send for you.”
“Quite right. Now, Jacob, ye hear me?”
Jacobs eyes rolled to look at Farder sitting on te bunk, a foot or two away.
“hello, Farder ,” he murmured.
Lyra looked at , and sill beside not asleep, for her eyes were open and glazed like his.
“ happened?” said Farder .
“Benjamins dead,” came tured.”
opped speaking, aking strengt on:
“e o try of t t ters s whe orders was ing from....”
opped again.
“You captured some Gobblers?” said Farder .
Jaodded, and cast o speak to it imes, and she spoke now.
“e caugell us it o Lapland....”
So stop and pant briefly, tle c fluttering, before she could go on.
“And so told us about try of theology and Lord Boreal.
Benjamin said o try and Frans Broekman and tom Mend about Lord Boreal.”
“Did t?”
“e dont kno before , and for all om near Lord Boreal.”
“e back to Benjamin,” said Farder , ting harsher and seeing his eyes close in pain.
Jacobs daemon gave a little mey and love, and took a step or t on faintly:
“Benjamin and Gerard and us to try at e tle side door, it not being fiercely guarded, and ayed on cside in. t been in but a minute o us for ook our knife and ran in after ful movements; and about, but tion above, and a fearful cry, and Benjamin and aircase above us, ugging and a fluttering to all in vain, for tone floor and bot.
“And see anyt too terrified and stuo move, and t do our shin....”
ter, and a groan came from tly pulled back terpane, and truding from Jacobs sted blood. t and t t only six inc faint.
t and voices outside on tty.
Farder sat up and said, “he physi, Jacob. ell leave you now.
ell alk wter.”
. Lyra stuck close to ty, because ting.
Farder gave orders for Peter o go at oo Johen said:
“Lyra, as soon as alk about t aleter. You go and occupy yourself elsewhere, child; well send for you.”
Lyra o to sit and to ter. S pleased or proud to be able to read ter— sever po needle sop, it kneelligent being.
“I re its a spirit,” Lyra said, and for a momeed to ttle to the fen.
“Id see a spirit if talaimon. “Like t old g in Godsto w.”
“t,” said Lyra reprovingly. “You t see all of em. Any t them, remember.”
“t was only a nig.”
“It . ts all rig. But ss moving t t sort of spirit.”
“It mig be a spirit,” said Pantalaimon stubbornly.
“ell, be?”
“It mig migary particles.” She scoffed.
“It could be!” ed. “You remember t pomill t at Gabriel?
ell, then.”
At Gabriel College t kept on tar of tory, covered (no about it) cloter. S t of tion tercessor lifted to reveal in too distant to see, until ring attaco a ster above, letting a ray of sunligo strike tly. t became clear: a little te on t began to ruck it.
It illustrated a moral lesson, tercessor explained, and on to explain es later Lyra ten t s fotten ttle , and all done by tons, said to Jordan.
So peralaimon icles could pusomill around, no doubt t it still troubled her.
“Lyra! Lyra!”
It ony Costa, o ty.
“e over to go and see Jo ts urgent.”
Sroubled.
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