and attacked me.quot;

    quot;Yes, but I soon stopped.quot;

    quot;Yes, but,quot; ly.

    remble, and te bones of o rise and fall, and ly. roked ender sly sill.

    to sand. Lyra sat up to greet t tantly tell alaimon e find: like a large and po, red-gold in color, lit again. But s of no ordinary size, and rous and ric glints and s-lavender-moonligo see tlety, you o look at her fur.

    quot;A marten,quot; alaimon, quot;a pine marten.quot;

    quot;Pan,quot; Lyra said as o ;youre not going to c anymore, are you?quot;

    quot;No,quot; he said.

    quot;Its funny,quot; s;you remember  you to stop c all...ell, I  mind so muc if you stay like t;

    ill put aken  resolute and peaceful. Knoly  roked the red-gold fur of her daemon.

    Lyra gasped. But  flooded t t to  s protest, because s s ig ill ly w she was.

    And soo, t neit a lovers  no other.

    So, urned sloars blazed above them.