Albert Bierstadt The Mountain BrookJames Jacques Joseph Tissot Journey of the MagiJules Joseph Lefebvre Mary Magdalene In The Cave
She pulled the blanket down. It was gone.
She was on her feet in a moment, and her eyes flashed fury at the men nearby.
"Where's his fish?"
They , and the gyptian took a step back from her passionate fury.
"I didn't know," said another man apologetically. "I thought it was just what he'd been eating. I took it out his hand because I thought it was more respectful. That's all, Lyra."
"Then where is it?"stopped, puzzled, unsure what she meant; though some of their daemons knew, and looked at one another. One of the men began to grin uncertainly."Don't you dare laugh! I'll tear your lungs out if you laugh at him! That's all he had to cling onto, just an old dried fish, that's all he had for a daemon to love and be kind to! Who's took it from him? Where's it gone?"Pantalaimon was a snarling snow leopard, just like Lord Asriel's daemon, but she didn't see that; all she saw was right and wrong."Easy, Lyra," said one man. "Easy, child.""Who's took it?" she flared again
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