uot;Decoys,quot; said t;My pilots, flying a mission to tempt to folloc;

    Srying to see anyt ts fears. Above tention craft   of  effect on it. No lig, so it  to see, and t of sigely.

    t t sigs lo t as to eadily. Six gyropters, flying fast, one of trouble, for smoke trailed from it, and it fleain, but on a course to take t it and beyond.

    And be, came a motley collection of fliers. It  easy to make out  Mrs. Coulter sarange kind, traig, one great bird t glided less speed carrying three or four angels.

    quot;A raiding party,quot; said King Ogunwe.

    ters. t blazed from one of traig, folloer by a sound, a deep crack. But ts target, ter, because in tant as t, and before tcain saion craft, and a shell exploded in midair.

    Mrs. Coulter ime to understand t almost instantaneous sequence of ligtle  at all easy to follo of every flier so quick; but a series of nearly silent flas tainside, accompanied by s eam. Eacruck some a different raider: t caug bird uttered a scream like tearing of a mountain-ain and plummeted onto t of gloicles til t like a dying firework.

    ters, cention craft, still someurning sloo look around. truction of ty e t Mrs. Coulter, ention craft, it seemed to sself, and t he ground again.

    King Ogun flood out over ter stayed ion craft.

    quot; to us?quot; ly.

    quot;Surely  ; sone.

    t in t to of making Lord Asriel a proposition: of offering to go to torial Court of Discipline and spying for e t  to convince