quot; s;ts er says. Its close to ress.quot;

    quot;t me speak to ts.quot;

    S;Listen, because tress on a mountaintop: t is o s be of good courage and fig;

    Lyra turned to ill.

    quot;All rig; ;Im ready.quot;

    ook out to t,  knoher...

    quot;ill,quot; said Lyra, alarmed.

    opped. tuck in took  ened in tance of an invisible  a deep breath.

    quot;I nearly...quot;

    quot;I could see,quot; s;Look at me, ill.quot;

    In t lig  mout t t of her flesh.

    the knife came loose.

    quot;Ill try again,quot; he said.

    urned aip, touc. In, along, dos cro ills body and Lyras felt little jolts of cold along every nerve.

    And .

    t t t struck in o cover ts and living alike, so t ttle of gunfire, ts and screams antly clear, and ening.

    Jo and t of Lee Scoresby recovered t. Because bottle, t so disoriented by tc.

    Explosive rockets ing in ts of rock and metal over tain, ing angels, and coo, s arro ted on a dragonfly, diving to attack a flying mac tried to figo ed and skimmed above, its rider leapt off to clamp s neck; and t returned, so let its rider leap on t green back as traigo t t of tress.

    quot;Open it ; said Lee Scoresby. quot;Let us out!quot;

    quot;ait, Lee,quot; said Jo;Somet;

    ill cut anotion ed, and as t, ttern of ting. ttacking force began to opped moving forurned laboriously and moved back. A squadron of flying macting tter of a ragged battle ers, . troops equipped co disengag