“Better put it back,” said Roger uneasily, and Lyra upturned the skull and dropped the disk back into its immemorial resting place before returning the skull to the shelf. Each of the other skulls, they found, had its own daemon-coin, showing its owners lifetime companion still close to him in death.

“Who dyou think these were when they were alive?” said Lyra. “Probably Scholars, I reckon. Only the Masters get coffins. Theres probably been so many Scholars all down the centuries that there wouldnt be room to bury the whole of em, so they just cut their heads off and keep them. Thats the most important part of em anyway.”

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