THREE- LYRA’S JORDAN-1
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Soon t to send a message to ing around tiful lady as se a fe tation and, tc t of t into a scented envelope and e told ony o ic idea of y to read it. t o tell o tle body to roked o pass the message on.
tered around to say goodbye. troked all toucrengt of tain on board a steam launc tty. ts. tood on tty and ill sheir faces no more.
turned back inside, led in , and ttle bundle of letters into the way she had come.
Co entice a eventually people noticed, and tirred into reluctant action. For a le by little it cer a o tory and gave it nerength.
And so terious group of encers all man ory told of a youto ims so t they followed him like sheep.
As for cories agreed. Some said it o o Fairyland. Oto a farm tened for table. Ot t and sold as slaves to ricartars....And so on.
But one to be referred to at all, and talking about t seemed to settle on t anyones knowing whe Gobblers.
“Dont stay out late, or t you!”
“My cousin in Norton, stle boy ook by the Gobblers....”
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And, inevitably:
“Lets play kids and Gobblers!”
So said Lyra to Roger, one rainy afternoon tics. ed slave by time; o th.
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“You , like the Gobblers do.”
“You dont kno not do t at all.”
“Youre afraid of em,” sell.”
“I ent. I dont believe in em anyway.”
“I do,” s I ent afraid eit do time o Jordan. I seen iring Room and t e, and my uncle just give , h.”
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