oo,” said tore off a piece for  tasted of cream flavored s. Roger ated, but folloes Lyra o be warm.

    iping  lorek  in sight.

    “lorek Byrnison is speaking s to see you wen. Follow me.”

    o a spot  at ter of a group of older bears, and o greet her.

    “Lyra Silvertongue,”  I am being told.”

    explain o t  treated esy, as if s proud beyond measure to sit beside  flickered gracefully in tion of the bears.

    It turned out t lofur Raknisons dominance over them had been like a spell.

    Some of t it doo ter,  it, and given lofur various presents.

    “Sly to  himself.”

    about er here was more.

    “t prevent certain t so do, but  apply on Svalbard. Sed to set up anotation o allo, against all tom of ted, or been imprisoned, but never lived and le by little so increase il  y to guard tion so create....”

    t was an old bear speaking. his name was S0ren Eisarson, and he was a counselor, one who had suffered under lofur Raknison.

    “ is s will her plans be?”

    Lyra took out ter. t muc to see it by, and lorek commanded t a torc.

    “ o Mr. Scoresby?” Lyra said ches?”

    “tctacked by anotc knoo tters, but trolling our skies in vast numbers, and ttacked in torm. I didnt see er I fell out aking . But your symbol reader ell you e is.”

    A bear pulled up a sledge on  of it. t at once, and in its glare Lyra turned ter and asked about Lee Scoresby.

    It turned out t ill aloft, borne by to s and  off tch clan.