“You know him?”

        “I fougunguska campaign. hell, Ive known lorek for years.

        Bears are difficult critters no matter    ake.

        Say, are any of you gentlemen in the mood fame of hazard?”

        A pack of cards h a snapping noise.

        “Noing and folding t of    pocket    you    object to giving a simple texan traveler to joust eboard bat.    do you say, gentlemen?”

        Gyptians prided ty erested and pulled t to play and for akes,    Pantalaimon, o ly as a squirrel.

        Soo, of course, and Lyra ly, “Go tell . As soon as ts going on, theyll move his armor somewhere else.”

        Lyra got up, taking iced; Lee Scoresby he cards, and every suspicious eye was on his hands.

        In t, fading ternoon, so t. It o do, but s uneasy about it, and afraid, too.

        Outside t of te s bear ood by te to g a gas-eractor t al c of ted and buckled and one runner bent uped tal off as if it ur t in    o test it for some quality or otting a rear pa in suc ts sprang out and tored. Leaning it against ted t of tractor    on its side before bending to examihe crumpled runner.

        As    sig a bolt of cold fear strike at    forty yards from    an a bound or t turned and ran a Pantalaimon said, “Stop! Let me go and talk to him.”

        ern, and before so t. te a little    hen became a badger.

        S ood by t get o pull.

        S angry and miserable. o t ormenting feeling    p, part intense sadness and love. And s ested it ense relief.

        ugged a little harder.

        “Dont, Pan!”

        But    stop. tless. t grew more and more unbearable, and a sob of longing rose in .

        “Pan—”

        te, scrambling over too a    and sprang up into ogetigtle sh.

        “I t you really would—”

        “No—”

        “I couldnt believe    —”

        And tears aed and face t sadness again; it oget at Jordan.

        t tary bear.    sucir of pity aleness for    s reac to toucted pelt, and only a sense of courtesy toed her.

        “lorek Byrnison,” she said.

        “ell?”

        “Lord Faa and Farder    o try a your armor for you.”

        move or speak. It heir ces.

        “I knoold you, maybe you could get it by yourself, I dont know.”

        “ is?”

        “I got a symbol reader. I t to tell you, lorek Byrnison, seeing as tricked you out of it in t place. I dont ts rigve do. Lord Faas going tue    probably t let you    he kids from Bolvangar?”

        “Yes.”

        “I...” S mean to be nosy, but s    you just make some more armor out of tal here, lorek Byrnison?”

        “Because its ing tended a cla t like a    opener. “My armor is made of sky iron, made for me. A bears armor is    as your daemon is your soul. You migake ing Pantalaimon—”and replace . t is the differenow, where is my armor?”

        “Listen, you got to promise not to take vengeaaking it, but you just got to put up .”

        “All riger no ake it, either.

        If t, they die.”

        “Its s old    in it, and rying to jure it out. But ts w is.”

        ood , so t t of t yello creature ing off .

        “I must ill su,” o ter ill oes work.”

        “t , because from    of vie o t.

        o all fours.

        “Its true,” s your name, child?”

        “Lyra Belacqua.”

        “t, Lyra Belacqua,” he said.

        urned and lurcly across t Lyra couldnt keep up, even running. Salaimon fleo d called doo tell o follow.

        Iorek Byrnison bounded out of t and along treet before turning into treet of to tyard ill air and a sentry marciffly up and do treet ime    o gats, but lorek Byrnis a er he harbor.

        People stopped to ctled out of ry fired t off doer t by skidding on ter seizing t railings. Lyra    far be into tyard to see    s t, ling doreet tory urning to follohe bear.

        ts , and made of costly bricks. teps led up to t door, earing of more ry ated outside,    t to gat of reet,    o act, and fired a s into the air before running in.

        A moment later, to sile slid off t ran out, terrified, er her.

        Anot came from ied roar made t scream. As if fired from a on, t ling out, ter of feated, and turo see a squad of armed poli ols and some    far beout, fussy figure of the sysselman.

        A rending, splintering sound made t t ground level, obviously opening on a cellar, earing ry    and stood to face t ore open pletely, and out climbed lorek Byrnison, the bear in armor.

        it it, , errifying. It -red, and crudely riveted toget ss and plates of dented discolored metal t scraped and screec ed like s for eyes, and it left t of earing and biting.

        try fired several ss, and too, but lorek Byrnison merely ss off like raindrops, and lunged forry could escape, and knocked o ted at t, but lorek Byrnison took no more notice of ry to    pa free,    the bear.

        it even ted for    in t appeared bet and t plate over    e fur dimly bety edges of metal. Salaimon instantly fleo t and became a , crouco defend    lorek Byrnison ill, and their fire.

        “lorek!” sone. “Listen! You ht.

        ell, no. Do as I ask. Dont fig turn around and    you, lorek, you t stay    e doo t even look back. Farder    and Lord Faa, let talking, t all righ me....”

        trys    and aso ted, and    about calming aling epped away beside Lyra.

        No one else moved. t a t daemon, and to make room as lorek Byrnison padded    of t Lyras side and made for the harbor.

        see t rose up safely he way.

        e ting it g on tians came out of t somet t of    it in a    a o aer and slipped into it    a ripple, and vanished.

        “s ony Costa,    voices from treets above, as too the harbor.

        Lyra told him, as clearly as she could.

        “But    left he ground?

        t back, as soons t here!”

        Lyra , too, for around t poli, and t and ty or ty onlookers, rying to keep up.

        But ing on ting on te knee    pistol Lyra ing at tomache sysselman.

        “Seems to me you aint taken very good care of my friends armor,” ionally. “ t! And I    be surprised to find mot, too. No stand    anybody move till tion. uess you could all go o you.”

        “tony, pointing to a ramp at ter, dragging someth him.

        Once    ss of er flying in all dires, till anding up t to take t i along to w was a dead seal.

        “lorek,” said t, standing up lazily and keeping ol firmly fixed on the sysselman. “howdy.”

        tced as    flat and tore off strips of blubber, o tes moved over one another.

        “Are you o Lee Scoresby as he worked.

        “Sure. I guess h hired hands, lorek.”

        “o texan.

        “Packed awo sledges,” he boss.”

        Joogeth four armed poli.

        “Bear!” said to depart in t let me tell you t if you appear os again, you reated mercilessly.”

        lorek Byrnison took not test notice, but tio rub ttention ask reminding Lyra of ion to Pantalaimon. Just as the bear had said:

        tourned and drifted ao ch.

        Jo o ians!”

        to move. tco get under eams races.

        Joime to move out, friends. ere all assembled nohe road lies open. Mr. Scoresby, you all a loaded?”

        “Ready to go, Lord Faa.”

        “And you, lorek Byrnison?”

        “he bear.

        ing to e t, ed teet onto t oniso see ly    : ts of metal    an inc o place as if t took e, and time t.

        So iion s ars and a glaring moon, ttered over ts and stones until t too a quiet cimber, and to step out eagerly, and tion became s and smooth.

        Lyra,    only o Pantalaimon:

        “ you see lorek?”

        “o her wolverine-fur hood.

        Aains to ts began to gloremble. Lyra sa a sleepy t o be speeding nortalaimon struggled against    it o; ell    en, or a dream, or some kind of ; but sometrain of sledges, srees, and it put him uneasily in mind of a monkey.
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