ELEVEN - THE DRAGONFLIES
eep . But I must keep your mot;
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Eiter did not kno rously clever. iful eyes ced uncomfortably; and for a moment Mrs. Coulter looked uncannily like er.
quot;But o do?quot; she said.
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t did surprise tle, but sered it.
quot;You dont mean, I t you mig; se calmly, not pleading but questioning. quot;it you did at Sir C safe for us, couldnt you? You could a;
quot;Im going to go no; ill said, standing up.
S o a skillful opponent was w ed and ric like her.
So firm and cool and soft. Surned to the golden monkey, who had been
sitting beime, and a look passed bet ill couldnt interpret.
turned back h a smile.
quot;Good-bye,quot; he said.
And sly, quot;Good-bye, ill.quot;
t look back once. Ama il erfall ahead.
quot;S; o Iorek Byrnison ty minutes later. quot;Of course s made t loves lying too muco stop.quot;
quot; is your plan, t; said t, doche rocks.
ill o move into anoto a spot rig to o to safety, and t o do: e?
Balt , ;You o to do no;
Iorek uttered a deep, quiet gro first ill t ttle s taken little notice of eacil no, but t this, clearly.
And ill sco it rue. ivated by Mrs. Coulter. All s referred to of Lyr