taract of Saint-Jean-les-Eaux plunged bet tern end of a spur of ting station clung to tain above it. It tered all not been for t anbaric generators ons of er t roared the gorge.
It folloers arrest, and tormy. Near tone front of ting station, a zeppelin sloo a ing s belo made it look as if it anding on several legs of ligself to lie down.
But t satisfied; t into eddies and cross-gusts by tain. Besides, transformers oo close: to be s in among tantly fatal. Sleet drummed slant t rigid envelope of t, making a noise t almost droter and raining engines, and obscuring the ground.
quot;Not ; t sed over t;ell go around t;
Fatc moved ttle fored trim of tain. t suddenly lengto feel t in t and rain.
quot;You cant get closer to tation t; said t, leaning foro let o t.
quot;Not if you to land,quot; t said.
quot;Yes, to land. Very us do;
t gave orders for to prepare to moor. Since t to unload ant to make t secure. t settled back, tapping , gnating t ered.
From ransverse bulk tcimes during t tle sal meso anyone in order to o a place whe risk was unavoidable.
ening , tcter of booted feet on metal engineer called some figures to t, igo truts and beams as tilted.
Finally, sensing from t t t s on tarboard side.
tions: creecs. Many of ty. On ter sat a, ching from her lap and exuding malice.
Lord Roke ed for ted across to Mrs. Coulters seat, and .
quot; are t; she murmured.
quot;Landing. ere near ting station.quot;
quot;Are you going to stay ; she whispered.
quot;Ill stay o .quot;
S, uncomfortably in ted cabin, but take it off.
quot;Go on, no; sed inside t, finding a fur-lined pocket ucked Mrs. Coulters silk collar inside solicitously, for all tidious couturier attending to e model, Lord Roke ely .
in time. Not a minute later a soldier armed o order Mrs. Coulter out of the airship.
quot;Must I ; she said.
quot;I been told to remove t; ;On your feet, please.quot;
quot;But its o move if I cant o tiff, Ive been sitting part of a day moving, and you kno any s really necessary to manacle me. Am I going to try and run a;
Lord Roke o interested in its effect on ot a grizzled old warrior.
quot;ell,quot; said t;Im sure you , maam, but I cant do been ordered to do. You see t, Im sure. Please stand up, maam, and if you stumble, Ill catc;
Sood up, and Lord Roke felt graceful umble and cry out in alarm, and felt t oo; turning over steadily to generate pos, voices from somewhere nearby giving orders.
ter leaning ly, and Lord Roke could just make out his reply.
quot;t, maam, over te, t I darent ask ;
quot;O; sty sig. quot;t;
Lord Roke ed feet moving a;You t;
quot;tell me o know w;
quot;About ten of my paces ao t. A big man. I can see t .quot;
quot;No good unless I know w;
quot;Yes. A s, stubby key ape .quot;
Lord Roke climbed doil there he clung and looked around.
t, en brilliantly. But as ing around for so s of out abruptly.
o t once and sprang t to, ry and catc.
In t at t s ton of trousers, o t above t.
t gave a grunting cry and fell clumsily, grasping rying to breatrying to call out. Lord Roke let go and sprang ahe falling body.
No one iced: t be seen. But to o ter, and ss of steel, as big around as ill ape. And to le ual risk of ts.
And t;You all rig?quot;
t ts, upor. Lord Roke couldnt : a spring and a kick, and t.
ling, o lift six ot of taped one t back on, but even in two men lying unconscious ...
And as ed t, a s up. rengtugging, ing, cra arrived and voices called for lig;S?quot;
quot;Didnt ;Are t;
t, secure again, snapped on once more. Lord Roke ock-still, and rig everyones attention wo men weriously, o il er.
A second later sly to t for t and ran up to her shoulder.
quot;; o ;t begun to unload it. Its te on t do anytill take it out, and even then...”
quot;All rig; ;run. ay c;
doo a sound s, slo first so as not to catco ting ao see the way.
Beinuing roar of ts, t trying to impose some order on tion t s tialys, and didnt envy their waking up.
But soon s rocks, and all s reflected back from t curved belly of tly t out again, and all sraining vainly against taract below.
tation ruggling over to bring a poo the bomb.
ter o get out of tuation alive: t ter. to get Lyras of t it off. Lord Roke er , letting take to t sky; and to tory and c of ttle dark golden curl in ting cion. ly t ligtering surfaces in tory, not to mention tant coming and going of tec impossible for o do anyt it there.
So to remove ter t up.
And t o be even t intended to do er. tting t tercision: tine. o sever tion beto destroy er. Sed. It , at least, s.
in t t go on using tinually, because ing, t took a day for tency to build up again. Before long s force, and ts.
S to ts of a spruce tree t clung to ttled to look around.
Beood ting station. ts to o t far as rees. tself, as tic reel on a truck at top of t te tes or less.
At tood guard, looking out into t-filled dark te containing t ready for ter could see it clearly in ts, streaming ly tilted on tension crackle and s, esque jump rope.
Mrs. Coulter ructure: the silver blade above.
tood at one end of tus. t of it range to ors, ttice of tubing. Nevert complexity tle lock of hing depended.
to to te and a ter from taract of Saint-Jean-les-Eaux.
tumbled foro t looked up to t o tered a piercing yell.
was he doing?
A moment later Mrs. Coulter found out. Of all unlikely tc as ed above the wind:
quot;Searcure of some kind s attacked several of my men already. You can see t and kill it!quot;
quot;t; said tcone t carried clearly to Mrs. Coulters ser. quot;I can see it in t;
quot;Never mind t. Find ture and destroy it,quot; said t. quot;It cant be far aoo.”
tco the air again.
Suddenly ters ed.
tc somet moving.
quot;Go and bring ; sed from one rock to anottle patcered close to o see, but all the same he was horribly conspicuous.
Faturned to ting station t doo it, and tecerminals.
Mrs. Coulter o do, no im turned to look over ense t urned up into togeting of a saint in tasy of martyrdom. Mrs. Coulter felt a sudden bolt of fear, because sly .
Darting from rock to rock, the golden monkey reached Lord Roke.
quot;My left leg is broken,quot; said t;t man stepped on me. Listen carefully...”
As ted s, Lord Roke explained exactly . tically under t step by step, from so s tle burden.
Mrs. Coulter, cing a to to tree. An arrouck t arm. At once sc anotumbled doohe monkey.
And t once, too quickly: t of gunfire, and a cloud of acrid smoke billoer attacked, set Lord Roke doo as tc t t rock, and Mrs. Coulter grappled directly ch.
tled furiously among t about tearing all tchs cloud-pine branch.
Meaning o t, but ruck quickly. tecments, cers and gauges.
Out of noc too tigcore ers grasp, snatcattered pine branc into to join her daemon.
Mrs. Coulter otack like claear gas. t of tumbled a, to gat ribbed belly of training at its cables in ts silver sides running ure.
But ters ears ring: a scream so even tcer, pitce limbs, black silk, and green tc at t of Fathe rock.
Mrs. Coulter darted foro see if Lord Roke t spur chs neck.
tcill just alive, and ;Somet;
It made no sense. t epping over o reactle clay.
t for Fat not to attack: o reac of ting c tried to grab Mrs. Coulter seized tried to pull see: to ill gas in the air.
And all around t was happening?
ts s noteady, not even tainside. t and Mrs. Coulter fougo cearing, pulling, biting, and sired and rong; but se, too, and s part of ced t ing, reaching in...
to emple. Sunned, and t broke free and o t after him.
And tal clasp! Still more to undo; and Mrs. Coulter terminals, t, ation, ing ogether.
tense le cloud of gold: Lyras ever it ble once in ters rigig it clung to t pounded.
But someto . A terrible clarity o see t tiny details, and tail in t mattered: stuck to one of
ting chere was a single dark gold hair.
S o loosen ttle strengt. t passed clear of t s ore at t against t togetter silence t silver blade s down.
Somet Mrs. Coulter .
ting o be surprised at anymore; tention craft stood bely level. ed o t, ignoring the cries of alarm and confusion.
quot;Is go off?quot; so say.
Lord Asriel climbed in beside in, too, tunned monkey in ook trols and t sprang at once into ter looked do tain slope. Men ing station snaked do, making its o ttering bomb, he cage.
quot;Lord Roke?quot; said Lord Asriel.
quot;Dead,quot; she whispered.
ton, and a lance of flame jetted toossing, sant later to a rose of ention craft, uncop of to tumble in a er of smoke and flames doainside, gating trees as it , until it plunged into te ers of taract, o the dark.
Lord Asriel toucrols again and tention craft began to speed a Mrs. Coulter couldnt take cime, gazing ear-filled eyes at til it ical line of orange scratceam, and t hing.