d tters from ills fato tco a cobbled court beyond it. A gate in t into a kitcables and he morning sun.

    t , closer trees, stood a little building, a circular temple-like structure ory open like a balcony from y.

    quot;Lets run,quot; said ill, t less like running than like lying down and closing his eyes.

    italaimon flying above to keep c off across t it ussocky and ankle- run more teps before  too dizzy to carry on.

    o a walk.

    Lyra looked back. t seen t; till at t of the house.

    Maybe take a he rooms....

    But Pantalaimon canding at an open ing at t.

    quot;Come on, ill,quot; Lyra said.