John Faa spoke:

“Lyra, child, Farder Coram has told me about your reading of that instrument.

And Im sorry to say that poor Jacob has just died. I think were going to have to take you with us after all, against my inclinations. Im troubled in my mind about it, but there dont seem to be any alternative. As soon as Jacobs buried according to custom, well take our way. You understand me, Lyra: youre a coming too, but it ent an occasion for joy or jubilation. Theres trouble and danger ahead for all of us.

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