needle-brighe children.

    quot;Lyra,quot; said t;and ill: folloo your daemons.quot;

    As ts ed atle  t only trengt umbling and falling more t ly against  all time.

    quot;Left! Left!quot; cried tning-riven murk turned t o t ill saep beside tream of dragonflies made for t once, and tered. t, eacs back, finding a o the

    insect as it   impossible to follourned and fled in panic, ttered.

    But ts in a sudden turned in dismay: t a gallop, and already one or trapping to snap ts like ws aside.

    quot;t; came t;Duck, no do;

    t t be s? Lyra raised  e different from horses.

    quot;Iorek!quot; s. quot;O;

    ill pulled  once, for not only Iorek Byrnison but a regiment of ly for t in time Lyra tucked o o go left, go righem.

    Ligo face ill and Lyra, .

    quot;Iorek, be nets!quot; ill cried, because t on them.

    Before t antly Iorek eel-strong cob t rong, and alt fighe coils.

    quot;Iorek!quot; ill sed. quot;Keep still! Dont move!quot;

    ussocks as tried to control t at t w he air.

    But ill kept ead of slasting in more of a tangle, c and cut it tter of moments. t fell useless to t at Iorek, feeling  ting . t bear stood motionless as ted  body, cutting, freeing, clearing the way.

    quot;No; ill yelled, leaping clear, and Iorek seemed to explode upo t of t horse.

    tar to s t Iorek Byrnison in ons, and not t range could and tered, fell o see o the children:

    quot;On my back! No;

    Lyra leapt up,