TWENTY-ONE - THE HARPIES
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quot;try, t; said No-Name.
And even in t s been dealt trumps.
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quot;ell,quot; stling into orytelling frame of mind, quot;it began ay, oime. ting in our forest. t ;
it even a cry of Lyra, clastretc ime to duck, but still one of t ore out a clump of hair.
quot;Liar! Liar!quot; t;Liar!quot;
Sly for Lyras face; but ill took out t of reac in time, and ill led Lyra over to t tred:
quot;Liar! Liar! Liar!quot;
And it sounded as if so be screaming Lyras name, so t Lyra and liar hing.
ill , o protect
t to tten out the blade.
ting dragonflies, tumbled to ts as them.