ck.

    quot;No!quot; cried Balt;No! No!quot;

    ill, stacker rying to s again, but Barucremor, like a mig too loo  soms of ted the marrow in ills bones.

    quot; sobbing, and noc;Please, please, ill...”

    ill looked up.

    ting, and t first, but as it

    came closer second by second, traigakable malevolence.

    quot;ill, you must,quot; said Barucly.

    ill stood up, meaning to say quot;ig; but even as to  t like mist, and then he was gone. ill looked around, feeling foolish and sick.

    quot;Did I kill ; he said shakily.

    quot;You o,quot; said Baruc;But now...”

    quot;I e t; said ill passionately, quot;truly, truly, I e t stop?quot;

    quot;e must go,quot; said Baltly. quot;Quickly ill, quickly, please...”

    tally afraid.

    ill felt in tip of t of t sly, and looked up: t oterrifying. Even from t distance, and even in t urgent second or so, ill felt o t, brutal, and merciless intellect.

    And o hurl...

    And in t it took to c and turn uprigo fling t incoget a s it  her world.

    t moon. Giant fernlike trees greended for miles along t was  and humid.

    quot;?quot; said ill, trembling, facing two angels.

    quot;t atron,quot; said Balt;You should have...”

    quot;Metatron? tack? And dont lie to me.quot;

    quot;e must tell ; said Baruco ;You s;

    quot;Yes, I s; Balt;but I ;

    quot;tell me no; said ill. quot;And remember, its no good telling me ters to me, none. Only Lyra matter