SEVEN - JOHN FAA-2
I dont knoand trut t. ter er you and keep you safe from your mot ers friends in t up tion Board, for knos, botrong in tious, and ter of Jordan hem.
“Noers got a o look after. concern is to t, o move agin it. And t times, Lyra, its been a getting more commanding. t; talk of reviving tion, God forbid. And ter o tread o keep Jordan College on t side of t survive.
“And anoter is you, c t. ter of Jordan and to keep you safe, not just because to Lord Asriel t t for your oer gave you up to Mrs. Coulter e of all appearances. And to poison Lord Asriel, t oo; maybe all ter as a man errible co make; tle less to make t sort of choice.
“And o t you go, safe. I ; as you couldnt read it, Im foxed as to w hinking.”
“ed ter to Jordan College years before,” Lyra said, struggling to remember. “o say somet to stop. I t o keep it aoo.”
“Or even te,” said John Faa.
“ dyou mean, John?” said Farder Coram.
“ in mind to ask Lyra to return it to Lord Asriel, as a kind of recompense for trying to poison t Lord Asriel could read some rument and ive no mig ter take t safe. If you kept it safe so far, I ent leaving it h you.
But t come a time it, and I reckon then.”
over it and slid it back across table. Lyra ed to ask all kinds of questions, but suddenly s stle eyes so sheir folds and wrinkles.
One to ask, though.
“ian woman who nursed me ?”
“ as mot old you, because I ent let s alking of s all out in the