THIRTY-EIGHT - THE BOTANIC GARDEN
t make comparisons all time and just keep up t for an to be toget;
tiges passed; a erbird on tirred and called; the occasional car moved over Magdalen Bridge.
Finally t.
quot;ell,quot; said Lyra softly.
Everyt moment , and t er on, ense grace made tender by tely soft. o t one of all.
o te. Mary and Serafina ing.
quot;Lyra...” ill said.
And s;ill.quot;
a o Cittagazze. t far from t. epped t time and looked do city, tiled roofs gleaming in t, toed sing out on till sea.
urned to Serafina and said as steadily as ;t to Lyra for as long as s;
In ansco Mary, and too, embraced, and first Mary and tepped t o trees of tanic Garden.
Being carts no as it rying to ing ill in ed to cla ear out ; nevert, and no one could see t it cost him.
And Lyra tigrain in .
Nevertheless, she smiled.
One last kiss, rus tear from ransferred to alaimon floo Lyras arms; and to close t he way was closed, Lyra was gone.
quot;Noo sound matter-of-fact, but o turn a;Ive got to break t;
il ried to bring to mind just o cut a of ter ably reminded , it last met somet couldnt cut, and t was his love for her.
So ried it noed in Mrs. Coopers little hallway.
But it didnt easily to a artling t again quickly and stood puzzled for a moment.
;Lyra.quot;
Of course. t ill lay on his cheek.
And time, tered and to to glitter on tones t ill her universe.
ill knelt