Jacob. ell leave you now.

    ell alk wter.”

    . Lyra stuck close to ty, because ting.

    Farder Coram gave orders for Peter o go at once to Johen said:

    “Lyra, as soon as  alk about t aleter. You go and occupy yourself elsewhere, child; well send for you.”

    Lyra o to sit and to ter. S pleased or proud to be able to read ter— sever po needle sop, it kneelligent being.

    “I reckon its a spirit,” Lyra said, and for a moment sempted to ttle to the fen.

    “Id see a spirit if talaimon. “Like t old g in Godsto w.”

    “t,” said Lyra reprovingly. “You cant see all of em. Any t them, remember.”

    “t was only a nig.”

    “It . ts all rig. But ss moving t t sort of spirit.”

    “It mig be a spirit,” said Pantalaimon stubbornly.

    “ell,  be?”

    “It mig migary particles.” She scoffed.

    “It could be!” ed. “You remember t pomill t at Gabriel?

    ell, then.”

    At Gabriel College t kept on tar of tory, covered (no about it)  cloter. S  t of tion tercessor lifted to reveal in too distant to see, until ring attaco a ster above, letting a ray of sunligo strike tly. t became clear: a little te on t began to ruck it.

    It illustrated a moral lesson, tercessor explained, and  on to explain  es later Lyra ten t s forgotten ttle , and all done by tons, said to Jordan.

    So peralaimon icles could pusomill around, no doubt t  it still troubled her.

    “Lyra! Lyra!”

    It ony Costa, o ty.

    “Come over  to g