Lord Asriel didnt answer at first. Lyra heard the snap of metal clips and a hiss as air rushed into a vessel, and then there was a silence. But the silence didnt last long. After a moment or two Lyra heard a confused babble break out:

cries of horror, loud protests, voices raised in anger and fear.

“But what—”

“—hardly human—”

“—its been—”

“—whats happened to it?”

The Masters voice cut through them all.

“Lord Asriel, what in Gods name have you got there?”

“This is the head of Stanislaus Grumman,” said Lord Asriels voice.

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