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buy some patent-leather shoes, and then it was time to go back to the flat and check the flowers and get dressed.
"Not the and instantly became a polecat, arching his back against her little white ankle socks. Encouraged by this, Lyra said:
"But it won't be in the way. And it's the only thing I really like wearing. I think it really suits-"
She didn't finish the sentence, because Mrs. Coulter's daemon sprang off the sofa shoulder bag, dear," said Mrs. Coulter as Lyra came out of her bedroom, glowing with a sense of her own prettiness.Lyra had taken to wearing a little white leather shoulder bag everywhere, so as to keep the alethiometer close at hand. Mrs. Coulter, loosening the cramped way some roses had been bunched into a vase, saw that Lyra wasn't moving and glanced pointedly at the door."Oh, please, Mrs. Coulter, I do love this bag!""Not indoors, Lyra. It looks absurd to be carrying a shoulder bag in your it off at once, and come and help check these glasses...."It wasn't so much her snappish tone as the words "in your own " that made Lyra resist stubbornly. Pantalaimon flew to the floor
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