, my lord?”

    “Yes, ing lantern, also here, also now.”

    tler could   managed to suppress tion, or test.

    “ren, youre forgetting your place,” said Lord Asriel. “Dont question me; just do as I tell you.”

    “Very good, my lord,” said tler. “If I may suggest it, I s Mr. Caaken aback, if you see w I mean.”

    “Yes. tell hen.”

    Mr. Caeablise tler unities to ingratiate ed to e  iring Room.

    . Lyra c at once, and poured anoting lantern?  did o s  and important?

    tood up and turned a trast ler, tooped and languid Scall man  seemed to flaster er. It o be dominated by, or to figo patronize or pity. All s ly balanced, like too small for it.

    At t ant and preoccupied. , and  urning ao table. Lyra suddenly felt omacaken topper from ter of tokay, and was pouring a glass.

    “No!”

    t cry came before s back. Lord Asriel urned at once.

    “here?”

    S umbled out of to snatc, splasable and t, and t and ted hard.

    “Lyra!  the hell are you doing?”

    “Let go of me and Ill tell you!”

    “Ill break your arm first. how dare you come in here?”

    “Ive just saved your life!”

    till for a moment, ted in pain but grimacing to prevent  louder, t over hunder.

    “ did you say?” ly.

    “t ered beter put some po.”

    go. So talaimon fluttered anxiously to rained fury, and s dare meet his eyes.

    “I came in just to see   I o go out before anyone came in, except t I er coming and got ^ trapped. to  t…”