“And what d’you think I can do about it?” “I don’t know, Master Brabandt. But what I want to do is get to the Fens without being caught and see an old friend of mine. He’s called Coram van Texel.” “Farder Coram! And he’s a friend o’ yourn?” “I went to the Arctic with him and Lord Faa about ten years ago. Farder Coram was with me when we met Iorek Byrnison, the king of the bears.” “And what’s your name?” “Lyra Silvertongue. That’s the name the bear gave me. I was called Lyra Belacqua till then.” “Well, why didn’t you say so?” “I just did.”
