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    , and  s sa-laimon kept very still.

    quot;o look for your fat; ser a while.

    quot;A long time ago,quot; old ;I used to pretend ; it used to go on for days. Or else  island and Id sail tly o do about everyt my mot better and er  go to scoo. So I alo myself t ell me t I o take up my fatle. So say t to make me feel good. I didnt kno meant, but it sounded important.quot;

    quot;Didnt you ;

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    quot; about t; Lyra said,  beating ;;

    quot;I dont kno coming to tering my motill sed to kno my fat leave  sure if t. I t at first t of a gang or somet my fat t  money; ted papers. ted some letters t my fat. to t  go to take my mot knoo do.

    quot;So in to teacay ook er . Any back to to look for tters, because I kne to look and broke into the house again.

    It op of tairs and Moxie—my cat, Moxie—s of t see o ripped  to ttom of tairs....

    quot;And I ran as all t  mean to kill  I dont care if I did. I ran a to Oxford and t  only  and stopped to c. If I  seen  come out of t;

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    Bot silent on t of sunlig iny co bring to t  ired and lost toil . And in anotalaimon  to stay in tiring room, and anoto play  Lyra forever on ther unchanging Oxford.

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