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eace。
〃but now this child has e offering us a way out and im going to follow her。 even if it means oblivion； friends； ill wele it； because it wont be nothing。 well be alive again in a thousand blades of grass； and a million leaves； well be falling in the raindrops and blowing in the fresh breeze； well be glittering in the dew under the stars and the moon out there in the physical world； which is our true home and always was。
〃so i urge you： e with the child out to the sky！〃
but her ghost was thrust aside by the ghost of a man who looked like a monk： thin and pale； with dark； zealous eyes even in his death。 he crossed himself and murmured a prayer； and then he said：
〃this is a bitter message； a sad and cruel joke。 cant you see the truth？ this is not a child。 this is an agent of the evil one himself！ the world we lived in was a vale of corruption and tears。 nothing there could satisfy us。 but the almighty has granted us this blessed place for all eternity； this paradise； which to the fallen soul seems bleak and barren； but which the eyes of faith see as it is； overflowing with milk and honey and resounding with the sweet hymns of the angels。 this is heaven； truly！ what this evil girl promises is nothing but lies。 she wants to lead you to hell！ go with her at your peril。 my panions and i of the true faith will remain here in our blessed paradise； and spend eternity singing the praises of the almighty； who has given us the judgment to tell the false from the true。〃
once again he crossed himself； and then he and his panions turned away in horror and loathing。
lyra felt bewildered。 was she wrong？ was she making some great mistake？ she looked around： gloom and desolation on every side。 but shed been wrong before about the appearance of things； trusting mrs。 coulter because of her beautiful smile and her sweet…scented glamour。 it was so easy to get things wrong； and without her daemon to guide her； maybe she was wrong about this； too。
but will was shaking her arm。 then he put his hands to her face and held it roughly。
〃you know thats not true；〃 he said； 〃just as well as you can feel this。 take no notice！ they can all see hes lying； too。 and theyre depending on us。 e on； lets make a start。〃
she nodded。 she had to trust her body and the truth of what her senses told her； she knew pan would have。
so they set off； and the numberless millions of ghosts began to follow them。 behind them； too far back for the children to see； other inhabitants of the world of the dead had heard what was happening and were ing to join the great march。 tialys and salmakia flew back to look and were overjoyed to see their own people there； and every other kind of conscious being who had ever been punished by the authority with exile and death。 among them were beings who didnt look human at all； beings like the mulefa； whom mary malone would have recognized； and stranger ghosts as well。
but will and lyra had no strength to look back； all they could do was move on after the harpies； and hope。
〃have we almost done it； will？〃 lyra whispered。 〃is it nearly over？〃
he couldnt tell。 but they were so weak and sick that he said； 〃yes； its nearly over； weve nearly done it。 well be out soon。〃
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TWENTY…FOUR … MRS。 COULTER IN GENEVA
（／小｜说｜网）
mrs。 coulter waited till nightfall before she approached the college of st。 jerome。 after darkness had fallen； she brought the intention craft down through the cloud and moved slowly along the lakeshore at treetop height。 the college was a distinctive shape among the other ancient buildings of geneva； and she soon found the spire； the dark hollow of the cloisters； the square tower where the president of the consistorial court of discipline had his lodging。 she had visited the college three times before； she knew that the ridges and gables and chimneys of the roof concealed plenty of hiding places； even for something as large as the intention craft。
flying slowly above the tiles； which glistened with the recent rain； she edged the machine into a little gully between a steep tiled roof and the sheer wall of the tower。 the place was only visible from the belfry of the chapel of the holy penitence nearby； it would do very well。
she lowered the aircraft delicately onto the roof； letting its six feet find their own purchase and adjust themselves to keep the cabin level。 she was beginning to love this machine： it sprang to her bidding as fast as she could think； and it was so silent； it could hover above peoples heads closely enough for them to touch； and theyd never know it was there。 in the day or so since shed stolen it； mrs。 coulter had mastered the
controls； but she still had no idea how it was powered； and that was the only thing she worried about： she had no way of telling when the fuel or the batteries would run out。
once she was sure it had settled； and that the roof was solid enough to support it； she took off the helmet and climbed down。
her daemon was already prizing up one of the heavy old tiles。 she joined him； and soon they had lifted half a dozen out of the way； and then she snapped off the battens on which theyd been hung； making a gap big enough to get through。
〃go in and look around；〃 she whispered； and the daemon dropped through into the dark。
she could hear his claws as he moved carefully over the floor of the attic； and then his gold…fringed black face appeared in the opening。 she understood at once and followed him through； waiting to let her eyes adjust。 in the dim light she gradually saw a long attic where the dark shapes of cupboards； tables； bookcases； and furniture of all kinds had been put into storage。
the first thing she did was to push a tall cupboard in front of the gap where the tiles had been。 then she tiptoed to the door in the wall at the far end and tried the handle。 it was locked； of course； but she had a hairpin； and the lock was simple。 three minutes later she and her daemon were standing at one end of a long corridor； where a dusty skylight let them see a narrow staircase descending at the other。
and five minutes after that； they had opened a window in the pantry next to the kitchen two floors below and climbed out into the alley。 the gatehouse of the college was just around the corner； and as she said to the golden monkey； it was important to arrive in the orthodox way； no matter how they intended to leave。
〃take your hands off me；〃 she said calmly to the guard； 〃and show me some courtesy； or i shall have you flayed。 tell the president that mrs。 coulter has arrived and that she wishes to see him at once。〃
the man fell back； and his pinscher daemon； who had been baring her teeth at the mild…mannered golden monkey； instantly cowered and tucked her tail stump as low as it would go。
the guard cranked the handle of a telephone； and under a minute later a fresh…faced young priest came hastening into the gatehouse； wiping his palms on his robe in case she wanted to shake hands。 she didnt。
〃who are you？〃 she said。
〃brother louis；〃 said the man； soothing his rabbit daemon； 〃convener of the secretariat of the consistorial court。 if you would be so kind。。。”
〃i havent e here to parley with a scrivener；〃 she to