, t to look for some ent store, syles t looked a little oldfaso ills eye, but tartan skirt and a green sleeveless blouse for Pantalaimon. So o believe ill girls did.
"trousers," s;Im a girl. Doupid."
artan skirt looked unremarkable, ill beer.
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"t not, but I do."
"If you start beers11 get you," s s know wease or wher she should be afraid of him.
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tyards filled buildings t looked like palaces, for all t teps looked as if ratizens of Cigazze preferred to patc up indefinitely.
At one point to a toanding on its otle square. It building ttlemeoories its stillness in t sun riguing, and bot drao t top of teps; but t speak of it, and t on, a bit relutly.
rees, old o look for a little cafe on a er, ed metal tables on t outside. t e. It looked smaller and s, but it opped bar, te of risotto, noo smell bad in the warm air.
"Is it in ; she said.
"No. Its in t;
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"I t ; ; about see t big e ;
"s it look like? I t see anyt;
"You mistake it. It doesnt look like anyt;
up and do anywhere.
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" is," he said when he was sure.
"A!"
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"Keep to one side," old ;If you stand in front of it peopled just see a pair of legs, and t aig."
"s t noise?"
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Stle blue rucksack t s t and in o look through.
"A; S;And ts your dont look like any part of Oxford. You sure you ;
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&qu; s;I fet."
taking o see w.
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t, a bang. o look.
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"I couldnt ! S in front," said t;You oo close," surning tohe van driver.
"Never mind t," ;;
t t; to , blinking alaimon craem beside her.
"You all rig; ill said. "Move ys and arms."
"Stupid!" said t;Just ran out in front. Didnt look once. am I supposed to do?"
"You still t; said the van driver.
"Yea; muttered Lyra.
"Everyt;
"Move your feet and ; ill insisted.
Shing broken.
"S," said ill. "Ill look after ;
"Dyou knoruck driver.
"Ser," said ill. "Its all rig live around take ;
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"ait!" s;Youll be nesses. I need your name and address."
"Im Mark Ransom," said ill, turning back, "and my sisters Lisa. e live at ty-six Bourne Close."
"Postcode?"
"I ever remember," ;Look, I to get ;
"; said t;and Ill take you round."
"No, its no trouble. Itd be quicker to ;
Lyra limping badly. Srees, and tur t er to.
t on a low garden wall.
"You ?" ill said.
"Banged me leg. And w s; she said.
But s i, broug a tle bundle , and unfolded it. ills eyes o see ter; tiny symbols painted around ting needle, took h away.
"s t?" he said.
"Its my aleter. Its a truteller. A symbol reader. I ent broken...."
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"t ;
"Not so many. Not like t used to it. But Im all rig;
"ell, be careful from no lost or somet from tart looking for t;
o be. Finally ;All rigend youre my sister, tll be a disguise for me, because t got a sister.
And if Im o cross roads getting killed."
"All rig; she said humbly.
"And money. I bet you —- around a and so on?"
"I money," s of her purse.
ill looked at them incredulously.
"Is t gold? It is, isnt it? ell, t people asking questions, and no mistake. Youre just not safe. Ill give you some money. Put t of siger, and your names Lisa Ransom."
"Lizzie. I preteo call myself Lizzie before. I remember t."
"All rig fet."
"All rig; she said peaceably.
o be painful; already it , and a dark, massive bruise ruck before, sreated, and t worried oo—suppose some police officer should bee curious?
ried to put it out of off toget traffic liging just one glance back at trees. t see it at all.
It e invisible, and traffic was flowing again.
In Summertoen minutes opped in front of a bank.
" are you doing?" said Lyra.
"Im going to get some money. I probably better not do it too often, but t register it till t t;
o tomatic teller and tapped out o be going a ccy-pound note.
"Use t later," ;Buy somet some cs find a bus into to;
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"Its all c; s;Like ... t ent t? And t w;
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"t ent rig; sly, because ill old o stop pointing out so loudly t ;t Oxford."
"ell, ," he said.
prepared for Lyras streets almost identical o Jordan College, splendid of all. And no simply t Lyra of Jordan anymore; s little girl in a strange world, belonging nowhere.
"ell," s;If it ent ;
It o take lo, t was all.
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