TWENTY-EIGHT - MIDNIGHT
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quot;Asriel...quot; she murmured.
t a tentative to toucc a elmaria didnt move; er.
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hing.
Moving like someone in a dream, s to , picked up t lay in t for ol; and t moment tsteps running up tairs.
Boturned to look at the orderly who came in and said
breathlessly:
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Lord Asriel sat up, transfigured. All tigue . o and seized coat.
Ignoring Mrs. Coulter, around o the orderly:
quot;tell Madame Oxentiel at once. Put t: t to be tened, or frig...quot;
Mrs. Coulter airs. steps oo, tle side.
le and complex as it y-five years of life.
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once o , and t, and tly left tairs.