ters raven.

    “ts Joern gyptians,” tony whispered.

    Joo speak, in a deep sloians! elcome to the Roping.

    eve come to listen and come to decide. You all knoaking them.

    to be sure, landlopers are losing coo. e his.

    “Noalk about a cruto stop all gossip. t by to to stay. Anyone tempted by tter find a place neiter. e ent giving her up.”

    Lyra felt a bluss of o t; Pantalaimon became a broo urning to t Ma Costa for reassurance.

    But John Faa was speaking again:

    “talk all  c. e must act if  to chings.

    for you: taking to a to kno. e dont know.

    “  t . ts going on and t whey can.

    “So  easy. And I need your agreement. Im proposing t   our gold into t and courage er. Yes, Raymond van Gerrit?”

    A man in t doo let him speak.

    “Beg pardon, Lord Faa. tians been taken captive. Are you saying we shem as well?”

    Joood up to answer.

    “Raymond, are you saying o a little group of frigo some of t to t t to stay? No, youre a better man t. ell, do I have your approval, my friends?”

    tion caugs ation; but ted roar filled ts sed clamor. ters of ttle s drifted down.

    Jo tinue for a minute, and then raised his hand for silence again.

    “take a  to raise a tax and muster a levy. ell meet again ime. In beto talk ioned before, and o put before you w. Goodnigo ye all.”

    presence o move out of t doors into to go to ts or to ttle settlement, Lyra said to Ma Costa:

    “form?”

    “ther