;

    quot;t ain true,quot; said anotars.quot;

    quot;It is! t : taking some metal apart. Lead. o make it into gold. And  it and cut it smaller and smaller till o t piece  t. So small you couldn see it, even. But  t, too, and inside t little bit ters packed in, ted over and folded up so tigook up no space at all. But once  it, bam! t, and ts ;

    quot;Is to; said Lyra.

    quot;No! t; said the girl.

    quot;tos ed, t place,quot; said a boy. quot;ts . Ain no kids gonna go in ts scary.quot;

    quot;to go in t; said another.

    quot;t special magic, or somet; said t;t live t;

    quot;But t anyone in to; Lyra said. quot;No gro;

    quot;No groy at all!quot;

    quot;t.quot;

    But s. And ticed liar, s t something.

    And suddenly stle Paolo ioned t ullio, oo, and Angelica her?

    S to rescue ts and pedal back to t inside to make some coffee and see if ill  ill asleep,  curled up at , and Lyra ient to see e a note and left it on took  off to look for the window.

    took led tle square to t before. But it y no dusted t of t touries of  someillness expressing poellectual force.

    quot;Angels,quot; said Pantalaimon, no on Lyras shoulder.

    quot;Maybe Specters,quot; Lyra said.

    quot;No! t; ed. quot;Bet ts angels.quot;

    quot;S;

    t t oak door on its ornate black eps up to it self stood sligo stop Lyra from going in except her own fear.

    Siptoed to top of teps and looked tone-flagged  muc; but Pantalai