oment and moved into t so s as ill o turn talaimon, mouse-formed no on her knee.

    Sarted before stle gasp of excitement, and s ill  it  finis, and sil trument fell still.

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    t be feeling.

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    quot;You found your fat;

    quot;ts rigain, t nig;

    on some fresment from ttle old   ranger, tion t came to tcruck ing o ting h Iorek.

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    She rubbed her eyes.

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    quot;It old you about my friend Roger, and  ried to rescue   wrong and Lord Asriel killed him?

    quot;ell, I saw , and he was, like,

    beckoning to me, calling to me, only I couldnt   me to be dead, it  t. ed to speak to me.

    quot;And... It  took o Svalbard,

    back to os and by t to Bolvangar to fetc  say sorry, itll all be no good, just a e of time.