r own world.

    quot;ill,quot; said Lyra, and urned to see t tchem.

    jolted. It  ten minutes before, stark dead in t cut.

    most of time in t no te scable rembling , ill o see, act.

    o speak, but no . All  at ill and Lyra.

    Lyra said, quot;Excuse us for being in your  artled you. Im Lyra, and tialys and tell us your name and w;

    t seemed to bring to his senses, and a shudder passed over him, as if he were waking from a dream.

    quot;Im dead,quot; ;Im lying out t dead. s  my t. s ;

    Lyra stepped closer to ill o  as a mouse. As for trying to control t insects seemed to

    ed c.

    But t notice till trying to understand w had happened.

    quot;Are you a g?quot; ill said cautiously.

    t ried to take it, but ingle of cold was all .

    o e.

    quot;truly,quot; ;I am dead... Im dead, and Im going to ;

    quot;; said Lyra, quot;ogets your name?quot;

    quot;Dirk Jansen I ; ;but already I... I dont knoo do... Dont kno;

    ill opened tcouched.

    A little groan broke from Dirk Jansens t, as if t anymore. ted out of t up er ttering little cries.

    quot;I cant stay  stay,quot; ;But t t to go...quot;

    quot;; said Lyra.

    quot;Do to go. Cant stay ;

    Salmakia fleo perctle cla;tion.quot;

    quot;t; said ill, and swung his rucksack over his shoulder.

    Dirk Jansen o left and rigumbling over little ruts and stones on t had known so well.

    Lyra came after ill, and Pantalaimo