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It's certainly had a lot of banging about, Pan," she whispered. "I hope it still works."
Pantalaimon flew down to her wrist, and sat there glowing while Lyra composed her mind. With a part of her, she found it "What will lorek do?"
"He intends to break into the palace and rescue you, in the face of all the difficulties."
She put the alethiometer away, even more anxious than before.
"They won't let him, will they?" she said to Pantalaimon. "There's too many of 'emremarkable that she could sit here in terrible danger and yet sink into the calm she needed to read the alethiometer; and yet it was so much a part of her now that the most complicated questions sorted themselves out into their constituent symbols as naturally as her muscles moved her limbs: she hardly had to think about them.She turned the hands and thought the question: "Where is lorek?"The answer came at once: "A day's journey away, carried there by the balloon after your crash; but hurrying this way.""And Roger?""With lorek."
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