t was Farder Coram w.

    “I never t Id ever set eyes on one of ts a symbol reader.

    Did ell you anyt it, child?”

    “No. Only t Id o  o read it by myself. And  an aleter.”

    “s t mean?” said Journing to his companion.

    “ts a Greek s from aktruts a trut o use it?” o her.

    “No. Least, I can make t  to different pictures, but I cant do anyt goes all over. Except sometimes, rigimes rating, I can make t just by t.”

    “s it do, Farder Coram?” said Jo?”

    “All tures round t delicately torong gaze, “tands for a  meaning of t is  like an anc give eadfastness. tion. to ten, twelve, maybe a never-ending series of meanings.”

    “And do you knohem all?”

    “I kno to read it fully Id need t is, but I ent got it.”

    “ell come back to t,” said Jo.”

    “You got trol,” Farder Coram explained, “and you use to ask a question. By pointing to tion you can imagine, because youve got so many levels of eac your question framed, ts to more symbols t give you the answer.”

    “But  kno tion?” said John Faa.

    “Aself it dont. It only ioner  to kno, and t be a t to be able to  fretting at it or pus cs gone round its full range, youll kno  done once by a s time I ever saw one before. Do you know hese are?”

    “ter told me there was only six made,” Lyra said.

    “ever t ent large.”

    “And you kept t from Mrs. Coulter, like ter told you?” said John Faa.

    “Yes. But , o go in my room. And Im sure .”

    “I see. ell, Lyra,