Balt t it o t air over tundra, flailing o t ime before o ill, hey were back in Lyras world.

    quot; is it?quot; said ill as trembling beside ;Is it danger? Get behind me...”

    quot;Baruc; cried Balt;my dear Baruch is dead...”

    quot;;

    But Balt tell;   inguis keep still: o seek out Baruc, calling, crying, calling; and t, and fly doo urge ill to , and promise to cirelessly; and to tance of kindness and courage t Baructen none of t a nature so gracious could never be snuffed out, and o ting about in every direction, reckless and ricken, cursing tars.

    Finally ill said, quot;Balt;

    t ter cold gloom of tundra, to ;You must try to keep quiet no tll attack if tect you  if ttack you up t be able to oo, tll be to o Lyra. Please dont forget t. Barucrong, be strong, too. Be like ;

    At first Balt speak, but t;Yes. Yes, of course I must. Sleep no;

    ill trusted o. And presently he fell asleep again.

    o anding nearby. t rising, and ts ipped h gold.

    Before ill could move, Balt;Ive decided  do. I say , and do it co Lyra, if I can, and to Lord Asriel. I  I never met a nature t made me so ardent to do good, or to be kind, as Barucimes, but eacime o redeem me. Nos not, I

    so try  it. Perime to time, but I sry all t;

    quot;t; said ill, shivering.

    quot;S;

    quot;Yes,quot; said ill, quot;fly ell me o take forever.quot;

    Baltook to t told ill everyt, because rying to do  and not atron, t, from   angels o see