Seresting but uncomfortable, very like riding t. lorek Byrnison ly, moving bot time, and rocking from side to side in a steady po sit:
so ride actively.
traveling for an iff and sore but deeply opped.
“Look up,” he said.
Lyra raised o , for s tears t of to a pallid trembling glimmer, but tars tered vault, iny black s of t and soutoh.
“Are they birds?” she said.
“tche bear.
“itc are they doing?”
“Flying to ime.”
“Do you knoches, lorek?”
“I some, too. t to frighten Lord Faa.
If to the aid of your enemies, you should all be afraid.”
“Lord Faa be frig afraid, are you?”
“Not yet. er t er tell Lord Faa about tc not hem.”
cil ered again ears of cold, and so tch.
Finally lorek Byrnison stopped and said, “the village.”
toer of retc as could be, o be tty s. tes from the place.
“ do you to do?” t o stand. iff so amped until s stronger.
“t or somet village,” s, I dont knoain. I to go and find o Lord Faa and t , but t be telling me somet understand.”
“If side,” said tter er.”
“I dont t ser ed sometural, go and look,” she said.
S off doeadily and not pacing any more. to fully; and t nervously, tlers clasicks. In till air every movement could be heard for a long way.
As t of to t and left, peering o till far from rising. flickered under a sno sonis to see a c we bear.
At ter of ttle village t to tty, it must o tack beside ttering snow.
Lyra slipped do once and stood bethere was no need for his armor.
t understand. lorek Byrnison replied in ttle moan of fear.
“old Lyra. “ shall I say?”
“tell devils, but friends w a crange cell .”
As soon as t, ted to t, indicating some place further off, and spoke quickly.
lorek Byrnison said, “o take t. tried to drive it a it keeps coming back.”
“tell ake it a to treat it like t. ?”
ticulating fearfully. Lyra as soon as ened inside t every window.
“he child?” she said.
“In told urned to pad dooty.
Lyra follo, and here.”
Lyras ing so fast so knock at t t ook a deep breato call out, but realized t s knoo say. O ern....
t to see ering rap of reindeer cugged t binding t. It opened o kick aside t t of t open, and Pantalaimon tering little frightened sounds.
“Pan, for Gods sake!” s. Go and look for me....”
But , and speak eit once, Jordan o tened tching in silence.
“Come out,” Lyra said as loud as s!”
Not a sound came in ansle alaimon leaped up into form, and said, “Go a stay urn back!”
trying to ill, sting to , and turned to see a figure ening dorack from tern. o speak, ern and to s in a tic fox.
he spoke, and lorek Byrnison said:
“ its not t kind. . Sometimes times t die. toug it ter for him if he died.”
“Ask ern,” Lyra said.
t to once, nodding vigorously. S o bring it to ood back, ahe bear.
Lyra t suddenly: it be. Pantalaimon o tle claws o her anorak.
Sed tern ook a step into t it tion Board ure of to make.
ttle boy ted fisiff as boards. co calaimon, ; but t was all all.
t it a ercision, and this was a severed child.