CHAPTER ONE: THE CAT AND THE HORNBEAM TREES-2
someone .quot;
quot;Maybe not in t I came of a place called Oxford. ty of scs .quot;
quot;Oxford? s;ts w;
quot;Is t;
quot;No,quot; s;Different in my oo. ere bot ands to reason t t?quot;
quot;Just a kind of ;
quot;S; she said.
It a request. he shook his head.
quot;Not no; ;I to sleep. Anys t.quot;
quot;t;
quot;All rig Ive got my oo do. Youll o find your sc;
quot;Easy,quot; s;I kno Sc;
tes togetood up.
quot;I cooked,quot; ;so you can was;
S;as; s;t!
Any a servant. Im not going to was;
quot;So I s;
quot;Ill find it by myself.quot;
quot;You ; its . Listen, I dont knohis place.
eve got to eat, so idy up after to. You o treat t. Noo bed. Ill ;
inside, cleaned eetoote from attered bag, fell on t.
* * * Lyra ed till sook to tcap, rubbing il t t te pan, so sried a bar of yello, and picked at it stubbornly until it looked as clean as s it o. tacked it neatly on the drainboard.
Because sill ty and because sed to try opening a can, sook it upstairs. Sened outside ills door and, iptoed into took out ter from under her pillow.
S need to be close to ill to ask about sed to look anyway, and surned ly as she could before going in.
t on t outside sraigo ted from t tened . rong and stocky, not as formed as a gros form mig . ever its form ure t eous, and unhappy.
Siptoed to treetlig ter, and relaxed o tion. to s to