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    “But if  her em again,”

    said Lyra. “I promise, Lord Faa.”

    “And o do t?”

    “I know w is!”

    tcare at Lyra. All turned to oo, ed treme politeness of keeping tly aure,  his body.

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    “Yes, it alked to  Lyra says is true, but if  involved in a quarrel  his Bolvangar, bear or no bear.”

    “A you ent seen  make all the difference.”

    “ do you to tchs daemon.

    “e range to us as ours are to tcast,  be less reliable to be. You must decide for yourselves.”

    “e ell us o get to Bolvangar from here?”

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    Soon, w all.

    So find notores eams ing to go; everyt of tians ting in a smoke-filled cafe facing ter, eating spice cakes and drinking strong s coffee at tables under t anbaric lights.

    “ting doony Costa and ting the bears armor for him?”

    “talking to ts then, Lyra?”

    “Yea alked, someone else pulled a c table.

    “So youve spoken to old lorek?” he said.

    S tall, lean man acual expression of distant and sardonic amusement. S strongly about  once, but s sure w was liking s, or disli