THIRTY-TWO - MORNING
smootime before.
tures rolled onto t off, soon picking up speed. tercourse t broadened into ot split into narroably. It e unlike tal, rational across valleys on bridges of concrete. t of t an imposition on it.
ter and faster. It took ill and Lyra a used to tone. Lyra found it more difficult t first, because s knorick of leaning into t s, and soon sing.
too muco speak. Instead, to point: at trees, in amazement at t a flock of birds, trangest t ing, screion t a fat blue lizard as long as a ures divided to ride on eit, and it took no notice at all).
to slow down.
And in takable, smell of toly ter than a walk.
Lyra, stiff and sore, said, quot;Can you stop? I to get off and ;
ure felt tug at t ood o a . ills did, too, and botiff and ser tinued jolting and tensing.
tures alk togetrunks moving elegantly in time er a minute to ed, grass-ures op of t to concentrate on o curned.
As to top of topped, and ill and Lyra ;Mary close. Mary t;
tance, and at t of trees and roables, stood a village of tcures like t among tended crops, or rees.
quot;No; said the leader.
t far to go. ill and Lyra climbed up once more, and tures looked closely at tirrups runks, as if to make sure they were safe.
t off, beating teral limbs, and urging til t a terrific pace. ill and Lyra clung tig t to ture of speed, tures loved t their joy and laughed in happy response.
topped in ter of trunks and speaking words o