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EIGHTEEN - THE SUBURBS OF THE DEAD
    Lyra alaimon s , and s up to  and o t even in ted Arctic; t a stir of ill t not tiniest ripple broke on t.

    ill lay curled up fast asleep, o protect tucked it around ending t saking care to avoid  s, curled up just as  be .

    Carrying till sleepy Pantalaimon, s dotle  wake him.

    quot;ttle people,quot; Pantalaimon said.

    quot;I dont like em,quot; said Lyra decisively. quot;I t arap quot;em in a net or somet ts it, ;

    quot;e  got a net,quot; ;or somet t. c;

    Pantalaimon e by minute into t et edge of t cleared t reac toucc floialys, standing by ills chem.

    quot;t; said Lyra, quot;t make us do . t to follo t;

    quot;If t ; said Pantalaimon, meaning ;and got tings ready to stick in us, ill’d o do ;

    Lyra t about it. Ser, tly, lolling drool of tered ream... And t cly been reminded elseed.

    quot;Suppose t , t; s;suppose t ed  cter make em t, if ;

    S ter  it rument out and laid it on its black velvet clottle by little, Lyra drifted into t trance in e edness bet rid of the spies?

    to dart t, almost too fast to see, and some part of Lyras aed tops and sa once t t said.

    It told  try, because your lives depend on them.

    t  a  s on and asked:  to the dead?

    the knife.

    And finally santly,  to do?

    Yes, said ter instantly. Yes.

    S of rance, and tucked t oo: insects irring, and a very sligling tems growing he dune.

    S ter ao ill, alaimon as large as ing the Gallivespians.

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