eless ers are our fault, our fault alone. ts, po die deepest nature of t t  particles of matter toget I mean by a bond? Somet binds?

    quot;ell, tile city. A city of traders and bankers. e t  bonds.

    e t a bond iable, somet could be bouged.... But about t ters in.quot;

    ill asked, quot;ers come from?  open under trees, t came in t;

    quot;ers come from is a mystery—from anothe darkness of space...

    ters is t troyed us. Are to times a knife bearer migful,  time to stop and close as rees... I left t open myself, in a moment of unforgivable foolis to tempt o ty, o ters. But I t oo clever for a trick like t. s the knife.

    Please, never let  it.quot;

    ill and Lyra shared a glance.

    quot;ell,quot; t;all I can do is o you and so use it, o be, before it decayed. First, never open  closing. Second, never let anyone else use the knife.

    It is yours alone. t for a base purpose. Fourt secret. If tten tten t is because t matter. You  be a c our akable. I dont even know your name. Now go. I shall die very soon, because

    I knoend to  for ters to come in, as t. Go.quot;

    quot;But, Mr. Paradisi—quot; Lyra began.

    But  on: quot;time. You  kno purpose is, but t you ;

    quot;You ent really going to poison yourself?quot; said Lyra, distressed.

    quot;Come on,quot; said ill.

    quot;And  angels?quot; s on.

    ill tugged her arm.

    quot;Come on,quot; ;e got to go. t;

    ained, dusty rig gently. oo, and