Lyra ducked  once under ter of ime enouger to  , and t  t asking permission.

    But luckily, ts trying to o clear t no one c of ts and bundled to ory.

    Quickly so tood on it, and pus ted, just as Roger o t ts and leggings. As an aftert, sook ter from  in t pocket of t too.

    So Pantalaimon, “e must just pretend to be stupid till s tians or lorek Byrnison especially.”

    Because Lyra no all ture o Mrs. Coulter as a compass needle is drao the Pole.

    All ty of tercision, srong enoug t of t s face and gentle voice, t golden playful monkey,  omaced.

    But tians . t give yourself aoeen, from w of noise was coming.

    Co get  drinks, some of till in talk s passenger.

    “It was he monkey daemon—”

    “Did s you, too?”

    “Se to my mum and dad and I bet she never....”

    “Sold us about kids getting killed. S t.”

    “t monkey, — my Karossa and nearly killed her—I could feel all weak....”

    tened as Lyra was. S down.

    “Listen,” s?”

    “Yeah!”

    turned to ation.

    “to escape,” Lyra said quietly. “to take us a to do is be ready as soon as t our cold- once and run out. No ing about. You just got to run. Only if you dont get your anoraks and boots and stuff, youll die of cold.”

    “ signal?” Annie demanded.

    “ternoon. Its all organized. All to kno her.”

    tement. And all teen tell t tmospside, tic and eager for play; ter terical fear; but norol and purpose to talkativeness. Lyra marveled at t h