ll, and saw  as clear as her own.

    quot;tell us,quot; ;Dont be afraid.quot;

    quot;Its about Dust,quot; said t daemon, and ill marveled to  of ure telling  kno;It  to t you saopped it flo...”

    quot;ill, it  golden lig; Lyra said. quot;t t all floo t ? as it really?quot;

    quot;Yes. But t all time,quot; Pantalaimon  on. quot;And it mustnt. It mustnt all leak as got to stay in t vanis;

    quot;But ; said Lyra.

    Bot ill, and at the knife.

    quot;Every time ; said Kirjava, and again ill felt t little t;every time anyone made an opening bet into tiness outside. tiness too fine to see. But it e big enoug to leak out of. If t up again at once, t time for muco leak out, but t time, Dust  of to not;

    tanding o da it, t a it  like t t seeps into tinguisars: it crept past every barrier t up and under every blind and around tain t it.

    quot;Every opening,quot; Lyra said in a whisper.

    quot;Every single one, t all be closed?quot; said ill.

    quot;Every single one,quot; said Pantalaimon, whispering like Lyra.

    quot;O; said Lyra. quot;No, it cant be true ...”

    quot;And so  leave our o stay in Lyras,quot; said Kirjava, quot;or Pan and Lyra must leave to stay in ours. t;

    t struck in.

    And Lyra cried aloud. Pantalaimons o before ened every small creature t , but it o te  Lyra uttered noion, understood  of trut knohemselves had learned.

    Lyra s and turning ear-streaming face t as if looking for an ansremb