Mrs. Coulter he shadow beside her:

    quot;Look atron! ...quot;

    tood on a ledge  cavern, cheir careful way down, a long way below.

    quot;I could strike ; the shadow whispered.

    quot;Yes, of course you could,quot; s;but I  to see atron; I  o knorayed s folloc;

    t fall s pillar of faint lig descended smooto ter tention to spare for it, because trembling h

    desire, and so keep  control she could manage.

    t, follo a great weariness fall over her.

    quot;? ?quot;  once.

    quot;I ; s malice, quot; to love and be loved. I t I loved  now...”

    quot;t,quot; t;in your  t t you  see ;

    quot;Oatron,  is since you  tell  is Im regretting? Its not  mine. terly I regret t I didnt knoo you...quot;

    So control to gulp at t of her flesh.

    tumbled and broken rocks to of t, t lig. Mrs. Coulter kept reac o recollect herself, and whispered:

    quot;Keep beatron,   me lull .  come as a s see you, ot let t;

    t  o deepen and strengtself, and  t moment o destroy Lyra and to possess ayed hey could.

    Lord Asriel ing be block of granite, out of sig. tood up as Mrs. Coulter came around timeter of air, ed by t, y to every tiny detail; and in t lig  ears, and t sting eet to sob.

    ook he snow leopards neck and buried his black face in her fur.

    quot;Is Lyra safe? ; she whispered.

    quot;t of tecting bot;

    quot;Dust is beautiful... I never kne;

    quot; did you tell ;

    quot;I lied and