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Kirjava was a cat again. But she was a cat of no ordinary size, and her fur was lustrous and rich, with a thousand different glints and shades of ink black, shadow gray, the blue of a deep lake under a noon skyfirst."
"You didn't! You fought me!"
"Well," she said, "yes. But you attacked me."
"I did not! You came charging out and attacked me."
"Yes, but I soon away. I don't want a memory, just a memory... "
"No," he said, "memory's a poor thing to have. It's your own real hair and mouth and arms and eyes and hands I want. I didn't know I could ever love anything so much. Oh, Lyra, I wish this night would never endsay, I'll always he thinking about it. And if I do end up doing that, I'll be resentful because it'll feel as if I didn't have a choice, and if I don't do it, I'll feel guilty because I should. Whatever I do, I will choose it, no one else."
"Then you have already taken the first steps toward wisdom," said Xaphania.
"There's a light out

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again," said the leader.
There wasn't far to go. Will and Lyra climbed up once more, and the other creatures looked closely at their balance and checked the stirrups with their trunks, as if to make sure they were safe.
Then they set offunmistakable, was the salt smell of the sea. The road was rising toward a bluff, and presently they were moving no faster than a walk.
Lyra, stiff and sore, said, "Can you stop? I want to get off and walk."
Her creature felt the tug at the bridle, and whether or not he understood her words, he came to a halt. Will's did, tooonto the surface and set off, soon picking up speed. The road was more like a watercourse than a highway. In places it broadened into wide areas like small lakes; and at others it split into narrow channels, only to combine again unpredictably. It was quite unlike the brutal, rational way roads

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swooped again, to seize her knuckles in sharp claws.
On the hawk's back sat a gray-haired lady, whose clear-eyed face looked first at Lyra, then at Salmakia clinging to her collar.
"Madame..." said Salmakia faintly, "we have done..."
"You have done all you need. Now we are here," said Madame Oxentiel, and twitched the reins.
At once the hawk : follow us now, and we shall take you to your daemons."
As the hawk spread its wings and lifted away from one hand, Lyra felt the little weight of Salmakia fall into the other, and knew in a moment that only the Lady's strength of mind had screamed three times, so loud that Lyra's head rang. In response there darted from the sky first one, then two and three and more, then hundreds of brilliant warrior-bearing dragonflies, all skimming so fast it seemed they were bound to crash into one another; but the reflexes of the insects and the skills of their riders were so acute that instead, they seemed to weave a tapestry of swift and silent needle-bright color over and around the children."Lyra," said the lady on the hawk, "and Will

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the pillow.
Lord Roke pressed her hand to wake her up. She was profoundly exhausted, but she focused on him at once and sat up, rubbing her eyes.
He explained ," said the scientist.
"Then we shall set out at once. Please go and see to the apparatus, Dr. Cooper. Have it ready for transportation as soon as you can. The weather changes quickly in the mountains, and there is a storm on the way."
The scientist took the little envelope containing Lyra's hair and bowed nervously as he left. Lord Roke left with each of the hairs from which these ones were cut. That's right."
"So when it's detonated, the child will be destroyed, wherever she is?"
There was a heavy closed, the Gallivespian went back into the shadows and listened.
"How did you know where she had it?" said the scientist.
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as if they were curious. Finally the oldest man said:
"You, you boy and girl. You ain't dead. You ain't ghosts. What you coming along here for?"
"We came through by accident," Lyra told him before Will could speak. "I don't know how it happened. We were trying to escape from It was quite clear which group he expected to be in, and quite clear, too, that he thought it wouldn't be a big one. The other ghosts heard him uneasily, but he was all the guidance they had, so they followed without arguing.
And on they walked, trudging in silence under a sky that had finally those men, and we just seemed to find ourselves here.""How will you know when you've got to the place where you've got to go?" said Will."I expect we'll be told," said the ghost confidently. "They'll separate out the sinners and the righteous, I dare say. It's no good praying now. It's too late for that. You should have done that when you were alive. No use now."

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tangled in his seat belt, half out of the door, and to find the charred remains of the zeppelin a little farther up, soot-black strips of cloth, blackened struts and pipe work, broken glass, and then the bodies: three men burned to . "We'd never have got you away if she hadn't woken you up. She went to a holy man to get that powder specially."
"She is all right," said Lyra, " 'cause I asked the alethiometer, last night. She thinks we're devils, though. She's afraid of us. She probably wishes she'd never got mixed up in it, but she's safe all right."
They climbed up beside the waterfalls and refilled Will's canteen before striking cinders, their limbs contorted and drawn up as if they were still threatening to fight.And they were only the ones who had fallen near the path. There were other bodies and more wreckage on the cliff above and among the trees farther down. Shocked and silenced, the two children moved through the carnage, while the spies on their dragonflies looked around more coolly, accustomed to battle, noting how it had gone and who had lost most.When they reached the top of the valley, where the trees thinned out and the rainbow-waterfalls began, they stopped to drink deeply of the ice-cold water."I hope that little girl's all right," said Will

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feeling the hard bones underneath and the muscular power of the trunk.
Presently the leader trumpeted softly and the grazers moved away. The mulefa were preparing to leave. She felt joy that they had put her legs, in front of the creature's, or behind? And what could she hold on to?
But before she could work it out, the creature had risen, and the group began to move away along the highway, with Mary riding among them.welcomed her, and sadness that they were leaving; but then she felt surprise as well.One of the creatures was lowering itself, kneeling down on the road, and gesturing with its trunk, and the others were beckoning and inviting her...No doubt about it: they were offering to carry her, to take her with them.Another took her rucksack and fastened it to the saddle of a third, and awkwardly Mary climbed on the back of the kneeling one, wondering where to