donic amusement, and saying nothing.

    quot;; said someone. quot;t; said t;Yes, ts rigs; tricked o tand; but a poe of ations— of imported marble—setting up ; quot;For w; said someone else, and every-one laughed.

    But t on: quot;For all t, I tell you t lofur Raknison o Grumman. At time, tered into bee differently, if t; quot;And you kno; said the Dean sneeringly.

    quot;Indeed I do. Do you knos a daemon! Find a o give ; tily.

    Lyra ;  all. Besides, sient to  scalping and ts and t mysterious Dust. But sed, for Lord Asriel ures, and talk soon turned into a College  o fit out anotion. Back and forts ranged, and Lyra felt  asleep, alaimon curled around e sleeping form as an ermine.

    Sart when someone shook her shoulder.

    quot;Quiet,quot; said  t. quot;t till some servants around.

    Go to your bedroom noake care t you say not t; quot;Did te to give you t; she said sleepily.

    quot;Yes.quot; quot;s Dust?quot; sruggling to stand up after having been cramped for so long.

    quot;Noto do ; quot;It is to do ; s;If you ed me to be a spy in t to tell me . Can I see t; Pantalaimons led: s it tickling ly.

    “Dont be disgusting,” o pack his slides and specimen box.

    “Did you cer?”

    “Yes, and hing else.”

    “Good. But Ive scotcold and go to bed.”

    “But where are you going?”

    “Back to ten minutes.”

    “Can I come?”

    opped ime. urned  tarated gaze of bot she gazed back fiercely.

    “Your place is here