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silence until the men came in.
Later, when the guests were preparing to leave, the Master said, "Stay behind, Lyra. I'd like to talk to you for a minute or two. Go Lyra. The lamp hissed gently as the Master said:
"So, Lyra. You've been talking to Mrs. Coulter. Did you enjoy hearing what she said?"
"Yes!"
"She is a remarkable lady."
"She's wonderful. She's the most wonderful person I've ever met."
The Master sighed. In his black suit and black tie he looked as much like his to my study, child; sit down there and wait for me."Puzzled, tired, exhilarated, Lyra did as he told her. Cousins the manservant showed her in, and pointedly left the door open so that he could see what she was up to from the hall, where he was helping people on with their coats. Lyra watched for Mrs. Coulter, but she didn't see her, and then the Master came into the study and shut the door.He sat down heavily in the armchair by the fireplace. His daemon flapped up to the chair back and sat by his head, her old hooded eyes on
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