d aer than she had ever run in her life.

    “Fire alarm!” Pantalaimon shrieked, as he flew ahead of her.

    Ston on t corner, and smase fist. Soories, smaso come out into the fire.

    By time scalaimon flas into ed in. A moment later surned on all taps and flung a matc t burner. t at table so it burst and filled te, because s flour s treated like t near a flame.

    t and on as fast as so, vivid ement, for t around. t orerooms w, and hem.

    Adults rying to control it all, and none of t was happening.

    Sing, pusling people were everywhere.

    t all Lyra and Pantalaimon darted like fisory, and just as t, t she building.

    ty. Lyra dragged to t of t for ter. It ill tugged talaimon, a sparro the door, called:

    “Now!”

    S. By luck a group of corance, and sing,  t so escape or die.

    tcaken quickly, and  do of ted struts and girders to get up to tter cold air. trong. t and closer. t knocked several people over, and cries of fear and pain filled the air.

    Lyra struggled up, and alaimon calling, “tter-ings, s to find tdoor clot o escape from tation only to die of cold.

    t out onto t sky, s t s by trance, but time ts ated and the children more fearful: much more fearful.

    “Roger! Roger!” Lyra called, and Pantalaimon, keen-eyed as an o hed seen him.

    A moment later ther.

    “tell em all to come ed into his ear.

    “t—theyre all panicky—”

    “tell em o t vanis tell em ernoon—all t out! tell em ts goin