In t  uneasily, plagued  y and ness in equal measure, so t ruggled to  longed for sleep again.  so dro  up to find his bandage loose and his bed crimson.

    ruggled out of bed and made -filled sunlig o tc in servants rooms under ttic, not feeling ately four-poster beds in t was a

    long unsteady walk.

    quot;ill—quot; s once, urned from tove to o a chair.

    dizzy.  a lot of blood; o suppose, ill bleeding.

    quot;I  making some coffee,quot; s;Do you  t first, or s. And t, but I cant find any baked beans.quot;

    quot;t a baked beans kind of . Is t er in tap? I  to ;

    S er, and ripped to s.

    oo faint and dizzy to feel embarrassed, but Lyra became embarrassed for Mm and  out.  ea to ove.

    a s and canvas trousers and a belt.  tore a fresea too strips and bandaged ightly again.

    S  only ill, but t of t  it, and neither did she.

    toasted some stale bread, and took it into t t of ty. en and drunk,  a little better.

    quot;You better ask ter o do next,quot; ; anyt?quot;

    quot;No,quot; s;Im only going to do  of doing it last nig I never did. And I , eito.quot;

    quot;ell, you better do it no; ;there is in my world, now.

    tart. And if—quot;

    opped, because so say somet sopped as soon as ed  on. quot;ill, t erday t I didnt tell you. I s t so many ot;

    And sold o by ters, Angelica seeing  tred, and Paolos t.

    quot;And dyou remember,quot; s on, quot;o us? tle brot — and s let  o say tullio er ts ers.quot;

    quot; did it look like, ; ill said. to ting forward, .

    quot;; Sried to remember exactly. quot;arted counting tones in t of felt all over t  keep it up. In t of lost interest and stopped. t still,quot; s;;

    quot;Because ... I ter all, ters. If t, I  be surprised at all if t  o my ers could ;

    quot;But you dont ers in your world! You never ;

    quot;Maybe t called Specters. Maybe ;

    Lyra  sure  s  to press .

    quot;Any; s on, turning a;tant t Angelica sahe window.

    And no s tell all of em. Ss our fault t tacked by Specters. Im sorry, ill. I sold you earlier. But t so many ot;

    quot;ell,quot; ;I dont suppose it uring to use to fig;

    quot;I just feel bad about it, ill. I mean,  if ed too.quot;

    quot;Yes,quot; ;but  go back and c o get to get ter back, and if   fig;

    quot;Yea; she said.

    Like lorek Byrnison, ill  ter not to fig  co spoke, but strategy. o tance and thinking.

    t;Its probably more important noo t Sir C er. Maybe if s talking about, t ao ignore ters. You kno t, ters, is peoples daemons.quot;

    quot;But coo. And t attack c cant be t.quot;

    quot;t must be t;t told me once t gro c must be someto do . And if t got daemons at all, maybe ters  attack t;

    quot;Yea; s;Could be. And s be afraid of Specters any, and s so obey .

    Lord Boreal is strong and clever, but s ss in no time. Oting scared again, t s do ... Im going to ask ter, like you said. t t back, any;

    S bundle and ran he heavy gold.

    quot;Im going to ask about your fat; s;and  to point at—quot;

    quot;No. Ask about my mot. I  to kno;

    Lyra nodded, and turned ter in ucking o look dorate. ill c needle sing and stopping and darting on as sly as a swallow feeding, and canding.

    then she blinked and looked up.

    quot;Sill,quot; s;ts looking after  give ;

    ill  realized  t tle tension left  the pain of his wound more sharply.

    quot;t; ;All rig my fat;

    But before s from outside.

    t at once. At t of t y t of trees, and sometirring talaimon became a lynx at once and padded to the open door, gazing fiercely down.

    quot;Its t; he said.

    Botood up. t of trees, one by one, maybe forty or fifty of ticks. At triped ts, and it  a stick t  ol.

    quot;t; Lyra wing.

    Angelica ugging at  betle brotement, and too, s in t never so many of to carry guns.

    ting, and ill managed to make out Angelicas voice ;You killed my brotole ters get  away! e gonna kill you same as you killed ;

    quot;ill, you could cut a ; Lyra said urgently, clutc;e could get a;

    quot;Yea.

    Probably in treet in front of a bus. I cant just cut t to be safe—Ive got to look first and see ake too long. t or  up trees, ;

    Lyra looked out t;tve seen us last nig; s;I bet too coo attack us on terday! So—quot;

    quot;Stop talking and come on,quot; said ill.

    trapped to , and Lyra put on tle rucksack er and tters from ills fato tco a cobbled court beyond it. A gate in t into a kitcables and he morning sun.

    t , closer trees, stood a little building, a circular temple-like structure ory open like a balcony from y.

    quot;Lets run,quot; said ill, t less like running than like lying down and closing his eyes.

    italaimon flying above to keep c off across t it ussocky and ankle- run more teps before  too dizzy to carry on.

    o a walk.

    Lyra looked back. t seen t; till at t of the house.

    Maybe take a he rooms....

    But Pantalaimon canding at an open ing at t.

    quot;Come on, ill,quot; Lyra said.