“Oh, yes,” said Lyra. “Im safe from everyone here. Where I used to live, in Oxford, there was all kinds of dangerous things. There was gyptians—they take kids and sell em to the Turks for slaves. And on Port Meadow at the full moon theres a werewolf that comes out from the old nunnery at Godstow. I heard him howling once. And theres the Gobblers....”

“Thats what I mean,” the man said. “Thats what they call the Oblation Board, dont they?”

Lyra felt Pantalaimon tremble suddenly, but he was on his best behavior. The daemons of the two grownups, a cat and a butterfly, didnt seem to notice.

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