“Now, Lyra, we’ve hardly heard from you. But I know you’ve seen many things. Are you able to tell us something of what you’ve experienced?” “Yes,” she said. “But not all at once. I don’t understand some of it, and some makes me shudder and cry still; but I will tell you, I promise, as much as I can. Only you have to promise something, too.” The Master looked at the gray-haired lady with the marmoset dæmon in her lap, and a flicker of amusement passed between them. “What’s that?” said Dame Hannah. “You have to promise to believe me,” Lyra said seriously. “I know I haven’t always told the truth,
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