Lyra rode a strong young bear, and Roger rode anotirelessly ahe rear.

    terior of Svalbard ainous,  by ravines and steep-sided valleys, and tense. Lyra t back to tians on to Bolvangar;  and comfortable t progress noo ratingly c mig t as liged as lorek; or it mig sired to her very soul.

    At all events, it ely hard going.

    Stle of old iating  terms of , and  well.

    At first,  from any of ticians, kings, or troublemakers ant, or trig be valuable to tical fortunes curned to rule in tries; so it mig to treat ty or disrespect.

    So Lord Asriel ions on Svalbard no better and no  certain tery and spiritual peril surrounding anyt o do ; t of t here were Mrs.

    Coulters private communications h lofur Raknison.

    Besides, t anyte like Lord Asriels oure. ed even lofur Raknison, arguing forcefully and eloquently, and persuaded to let him choose his own dwelling place.

    t one ted oo loir of tion ed, and told t stered and bullied lofur Raknison, and  to  blocks of coal mined and h large windows of real glass.

    t, a prisoner acting like a king.

    And t about assembling terials for a laboratory.

    itration  for books, instruments, cools and equipment. And some ; some openly, some smuggled in by tors ed itled to erials, and tal,  ed.

    And so ing, ing for to complete task t so terrified tion Board. It e.

    Lyras first glimpse of opped at t of a ridge for to move and stretcting dangerously cold and stiff.

    “Look up