TWENTY-ONE - LORD ASRIELS WELCOME-1
Lyrarodeastrongyoungbear,andRogerrodeanother,whilelorekpacedtirelesslyaheadandasquadarmedwithafirehurlerfollowedguardingtherear.
Thewaywaslongandhard.TheinteriorofSvalbardwasmountainous,withjumbledpeaksandsharpridgesdeeplycutbyravinesandsteep-sidedvalleys,andthecoldwasintense.Lyrathoughtbacktothesmooth-runningsledgesofthegyp-tiansooBolvangar;howswiftandfortablethatprogressnowseemedtohavebeen!Theairherewasmorepeinglychillthananyshehadexperiencedbefore;oritmighthavebeenthatthebearshewasridingwasntaslightfootedaslorek;oritmighthavebeenthatshewastiredtoherverysoul.
Atallevents,itwasdesperatelyhardgoing.
Shektleofwheretheywerebound,orhowfaritwas.AllsheknehattheolderbearS0renEisarsonhadtoldherwhiletheywerepreparingthefirehurler.HehadbeeninvolvediiatingwithLordAsrielaboutthetermsofhisimpriso,andheremembereditwell.
Atfirst,hedsaid,theSvalbardbearsregardedLordAsrielasbeingnodifferentfromanyoftheotherpolitis,kings,ortroublemakerswhohadbeenexiledtotheirbleakisland.Theprisonerswereimportant,ortheywouldhavebeenkilledhtbytheirownpeople;theymightbevaluabletothebearsoneday,iftheirpoliticalfortunesgedauroruleintheirowntries;soitmightpaythebearsnottotreatthemwithcrueltyordisrespect.
SoLordAsrielhadfoundditionsonSvalbarderandnoworsethanhundredsofotherexileshaddocertainthingshadmadehisjailersmorewaryofhimthanofotherprisoheydhad.TherewastheairofmysteryandspiritualperilsurroundinganythingthathadtodowithDust;therewastheclearpanithepartofthosewhhthimthere;andtherewereMrs.
CoultersprivateunicationswithlofurRaknison.
Besides,thebearshadanythingquitelikeLordAsrielsownhaughtyandimperiousnature.HedominatedevenlofurRaknisuingforcefullyandeloquently,andpersuadedthebear-kingtolethimchoosehisowndwellingplace.
Thefirstonehewasallottedwastoolowdown,hesaid.Heneededahighspot,abovethesmokeandstirofthefireminesahies.Hegavethebearsadesignoftheaodatioed,andtoldthemwhereitshouldbe;andhebribedthemwithgold,ateredandbulliedlofurRaknison,andwithabemusedwillihebearssettowork.Beforelongahousehadarisenonaheadlandfaorth:awideandsolidplacewithfireplacesthatburnedgreatblocksofinedandhauledbybears,andwithlargewindowslass.
Therehedwelt,aprisoinglikeaking.
Andtheaboutassemblierialsforalaboratory.
Withfurioustratioforbooks,instruments,chemicals,allmaoolsandequipment.Andsomehowithade,fromthissourceorthat;someopenly,somesmuggledinbythevisitorsheinsistedhewasentitledtohave.Byland,sea,andair,LordAsrielassembledhismaterials,andwithinsixmonthsofhisittal,hehadalltheequipmeed.
Andsoheworked,thinkingandplanningandcalculating,waitingfortheohingheopletethetaskthatsoterrifiedtheOblationBoard.Itwasdrawingclosereveryminute.
LyrasfirstglimpseofherfathersprisoncamewhenlorekByrnisonstoppedatthefooteforthechildrentomoveandstretchthemselves,becausetheyhadbeeingdangerouslycoldandstiff.
“Lookupthere,”hesaid.
Awidebrokenslopeoftumbledrodice,whereatrackhadbeenlaboriouslycleared,leduptoutlinedagainstthesky.TherewasnoAurora,butthestarswerebrilliant.Thecragstoodbladgaunt,butatitssummitaciousbuildingfromwhichlightspilledlavishlyinalldires:notthesmokyinstantgleamofblubberlamps,northeharshwhiteofanbaricspotlights,butthewarmcreamyglohtha.
ThewindowsfromwhichthelightemergedalsoshowedLordAsrielsformidableplassensive,andlargesheetsofitwereprodigalofheatinthesefiercelatitudes;sotoseethemherewasevidenceofwealthandinfluencefargreaterthanlofurRaknisonsvulgarpalace.
LyraandRogermouheirbearsforthelasttime,andlorekledthetheslopetowardthehouse.Therewasacourtyardthatlaydeepundersnow,surroundedbyalowwall,andaslorekpushedopeetheyheardabellringsomewhereinthebuilding.
Lyragotdown.Shecouldhardlystand.ShehelpedRogerdowntoo,and,suppeachother,thechildrenstumbledthroughthethigh-deepsnowtowardthestepsuptothedoor.
Oh,thewarmththerewouldbeihouse!Oh,thepeacefulrest!Shereachedforthehahebell,butbeforeshecouldreachit,thedooropeherewasasmalldimlylitvestibuletokeepthewarmairin,andstandinguhelampwasafigureshereized:LordAsrielsmanservantThorold,withhispinscherdaemonAnfang.
Lyrawearilypushedbackherhood.
“Who...”Thoroldbegan,andthensawwhoitwas,aon:“NotLyra?LittleLyra?AmIdreaming?”
Hereachedbehindhimtoopentheinnerdoor.
Ahall,withacoalfireblazinginastoe;warmnaphthalightglowingoncarpets,leatherchairs,polishedwood...ItwaslikenothingLyrahadseensinceleavingJordanCollege,anditbroughtachokinggasptoherthroat.
LordAsrielssnow-leoparddaemongrowled.
Lyrasfatherstoodthere,hispowerfuldark-eyedfaceatfirstfierce,triumphant,andeager;ahecolorfadedfromit;hiseyeswidened,inhorror,ashereizedhisdaughter.
“No!No!”
Hestaggeredbadclutchedatthemantelpiece.Lyracouldntmove.
“Getout!”LordAsrielcried.“Turnarou,go!Ididnotsendforyou!”
Shecouldntspeak.Sheopenedhermouthtwice,threetimes,andthenmaosay:
“No,no,Icamebecause—”
Heseemedappalled;hekeptshakinghishead,hehelduphishandsasiftowardheroff;shecouldntbelievehisdistress.
Shemovedastepclosertoreassurehim,andRogercametostandwithher,anxious.Theirdaemonsflutteredoutintothewarmth,andafteramomentLordAsrielpassedahandacrosshisbrowandrecoveredslightly.Thecaurntohischeeksashelookeddownatthetwo.
“Lyra,”hesaid.“ThatisLyra?”
“Yes,UncleAsriel,”shesaid,thinkingthatthiswasimetogointotheirtruerelationship.“IcametyouthealethiometerfromtheMasterofJordan.”
“Yes,ofcourseyoudid,”hesaid.“Whoisthis?”
“ItsRogerParslow,”shesaid.“HesthekitboyfromJordanCollege.But—”
“Howdidyougethere?”
“Iwasjustgoingtosay,thereslorekByrnisonoutside,hesbroughtushere.
HecamewithmeallthewayfromTrollesund,arickedlofur—”
“WhoslorekByrnison?”
“Anarmoredbear.Hebroughtushere.”
“Thorold,”hecalled,“runahotbathforthesechildren,andpreparethemsomefood.Thentheywillosleep.Theirclothesarefilthy;findthemsomethingtowear.Doitnow,whileItalktothisbear.”
Lyrafeltherheadswim.Perhapsitwastheheat,orperhapsitwasrelief.Shewatchedtheservantbowahehall,andLordAsrielgointothevestibuleandclosethedoorbehind,andthenshehalf-fellintothechair.
Onlyamomentlater,itseemed,Thoroldeakingtoher.
“Followme,miss,”hewassaying,andshehauledherselfupawithRogertoawarmbathroom,wheresofttowelshungoedrail,aubofwatersteamedinthenaphthalight.
“Yougofirst,”saidLyra.“Illsitoutsideaalk.”
Ser,wingandgaspingattheheat,gotinandwashed.Theyhadswumogetheroftenenough,froligintheIsisortheCherwellwithotherchildren,butthiswasdifferent.
“Imafraidofyouruncle,”saidRogerthroughtheopendoor.“Imeanyourfather.”
“Betterkeepcallinghimmyuncle.Imafraidofhimtoo,sometimes.”
“Whenwefirstein,heneversawmeatall.Heonlysawyou.Andhewashorrified,tillhesawme.Thenhecalmeddownallatonce.”
“Hewasjustshocked,”saidLyra.“Anyonewouldbe,toseesomeoheydidntexpect.HelastsawmeafterthattimeiiringRoom.Itsboundtobeashock.”
“No,”saidRoger,“itsmorethanthat.Hewaslookingatmelikeawolf,orsumming.”
“Youreimaginingit.”
“Ient.ImmorescaredofhimthanIwasofMrs.Coulter,andthatsthetruth.”
Hesplashedhimself.Lyratookoutthealethiometer.
“Dyouwaoaskthesymbolreaderaboutit?”Lyrasaid.
“Well,Idunno.TheresthingsIdrathernotknow.SeemstomeeverythingIheardofsiheGobblersetoOxford,everythingsbeenbad.Thereehinggoodmorethanaboutfiveminutesahead.LikeIseenow,thisbathsnidtheresanicewarmtowelthere,aboutfiveminutesaway.AndonceImdry,maybeIllthinkofsummingoeat,butnofurtheraheadthanthat.Andwheen,maybeIlllookforwardtoakipinafortablebed.Butafterthat,Idunno,Lyra.Theresbeenterriblethingsweseehere?Andmoreaing,morenlikely.SoIthinkIdrathernotknowwhatsiure.Illsticktothepresent.”
“Yeah,”saidLyrawearily.“TherestimesIfeellikethattoo.”
Soalthoughsheheldthealethiometerinherhandsforalittlelowasonlyforfort;shedidntturnthewheels,andtheswingingoftheneedlepassedherby.Pantalaimonwatcheditinsilence.
Aftertheydbothwashed,aensomebreadandcheeseanddrunksomewineandhotwater,theservantThoroldsaid,“Theboyistogotobed.Illshowhimwheretogo.HisLordshipasksifyoudjoinhiminthelibrary,MissLyra.”
LyrafoundLordAsrielinaroomwhosewidewindowsoverlookedthefrozenseafarbelow.Therewasacoalfireunderawideeypiedanaphthalampturneddownlow,sotherewaslittleinthewayofdistragreflesbetweentheoctsoftheroomandthebleakstarlitpanoramaoutside.LordAsriel,reinginalargearmchairononesideofthefire,beedhertoeandsitiherchairfaghim.
“YourfriendlorekByrnisoingoutside,”hesaid.“Heprefersthecold.”
“DidhetellyouabouthisfightwithlofurRaknison?”
“Notiail.ButIuandthatheisnowthekingofSvalbard.Isthattrue?”
“Ofcourseitstrue.lorekneverlies.”
“Heseemstohaveappointedhimselfyuardian.”
“No.JohnFaatoldhimtolookafterme,andhesdoingitbecauseofthat.HesfollowingJohnFaasorders.”
“HowdoesJohnFaaeintothis?”
“Illtellyouifyoutellmesomething,”shesaid.“Youremyfather,entyou?”
“Yes.Sowhat?”
“Soyoushouldhavetoldmebefore,thatswhat.Youshouldnthidethingslikethatfrompeople,becausetheyfeelstupidwhentheyfindout,andthatscruel.
WhatdifferencewoulditmakeifIknewIwasyhter?Youcouldhavesaidityearsago.Youcouldvetoldmeandaskedmetokeepitsecret,andIwould,nomatterhowyoungIwas,Idhavedoifyouaskedme.Idhavebeensoproudnothingwouldvetornitoutofme,ifyouaskedmetokeepitsecret.Butyounever.Youletotherpeopleknow,butyouoldme.”
“Whodidtellyou?”
“JohnFaa.”
“Didhetellyouaboutyourmother?”
“Yes.”
“Thentheresnotmuchleftformetotell.IdontthinkIwanttobeinterrogatedandnedbyanichild.Iwanttohearwhatyouveseenanddohewayhere.”
“Ibroughtyouthebloodyalethiometer,didntI?”Lyraburstout.Shewasveryotears.“IlookedafteritallthewayfromJordan,IhiditandItreasuredit,allthroughwhatshappeous,andIlearnedaboutusingit,andIcarrieditallthisbloodywaywhenIcouldvejustgivenupandbeensafe,andyouentevensaidthankyou,norshowedanysignthatyladtoseeme.IdontknowwhyIeverdo.ButIdid,aongoing,eveninlofurRaknisonsstinkingpalacewithallthembearsaroundmeIkeptongoing,allonmeown,andItrickedhimintofightingwithloreksosIcouldeonhereforyoursake....Andwhenyoudidseeme,youliketofainted,asifIwassomehorriblethingyouneverwaoseeagain.Youenthuman,LordAsriel.
Youentmyfather.Myfatherwouldmelikethat.Fathersaresupposedtolovetheirdaughters,entthey?Youdontloveme,andIdontloveyou,andthatsafact.IloveFarder,andIlovelorekByrnison;IloveanarmoredbearmorenIlovemyfather.AlorekByrnisonlovesmemorenyoudo.”
“YoutoldmeyourselfhesonlyfollowingJohnFaasorders.
Ifyoingtobeseal,Ishantwastetimetalkingtoyou.”
“Takeyourbloodyalethiometer,then,andImgoingbackwithlorek.”
“Where?”
“Backtothepalace.HefightwithMrs.CoulterandtheOblationBoard,wheurnup.Ifheloses,thenIlldietoo,Idontcare.Ifhewins,wellsendforLeeScoresbyandIllsailawayinhisballoonand—”
“WhosLeeScoresby?”
“Anaeronaut.Hebroughtushereandthenwecrashed.Hereyouare,heresthealethiometer.Itsallingoodorder.”
Hemadenomovetotakeit,andshelaiditonthebrassfenderaroundthehearth.
“AndIsupposeIoughttotellyouthatMrs.CoultersonherwaytoSvalbard,andassoonasshehearswhatshappeolofurRaknison,shellbeonherwayhere.Inazeppelin,withawholelotofsoldiers,andtheyregoingtokillusall,byorderoftheMagisterium.”
“Theyllneverreachus,”hesaidcalmly.
Hewassoquietandrelaxedthatsomeofherferocitydwindled.
“Youdontknow,”shesaiduainly.
“YesIdo.”
“Haveyougotanotheralethiometer,then?”松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
Thewaywaslongandhard.TheinteriorofSvalbardwasmountainous,withjumbledpeaksandsharpridgesdeeplycutbyravinesandsteep-sidedvalleys,andthecoldwasintense.Lyrathoughtbacktothesmooth-runningsledgesofthegyp-tiansooBolvangar;howswiftandfortablethatprogressnowseemedtohavebeen!Theairherewasmorepeinglychillthananyshehadexperiencedbefore;oritmighthavebeenthatthebearshewasridingwasntaslightfootedaslorek;oritmighthavebeenthatshewastiredtoherverysoul.
Atallevents,itwasdesperatelyhardgoing.
Shektleofwheretheywerebound,orhowfaritwas.AllsheknehattheolderbearS0renEisarsonhadtoldherwhiletheywerepreparingthefirehurler.HehadbeeninvolvediiatingwithLordAsrielaboutthetermsofhisimpriso,andheremembereditwell.
Atfirst,hedsaid,theSvalbardbearsregardedLordAsrielasbeingnodifferentfromanyoftheotherpolitis,kings,ortroublemakerswhohadbeenexiledtotheirbleakisland.Theprisonerswereimportant,ortheywouldhavebeenkilledhtbytheirownpeople;theymightbevaluabletothebearsoneday,iftheirpoliticalfortunesgedauroruleintheirowntries;soitmightpaythebearsnottotreatthemwithcrueltyordisrespect.
SoLordAsrielhadfoundditionsonSvalbarderandnoworsethanhundredsofotherexileshaddocertainthingshadmadehisjailersmorewaryofhimthanofotherprisoheydhad.TherewastheairofmysteryandspiritualperilsurroundinganythingthathadtodowithDust;therewastheclearpanithepartofthosewhhthimthere;andtherewereMrs.
CoultersprivateunicationswithlofurRaknison.
Besides,thebearshadanythingquitelikeLordAsrielsownhaughtyandimperiousnature.HedominatedevenlofurRaknisuingforcefullyandeloquently,andpersuadedthebear-kingtolethimchoosehisowndwellingplace.
Thefirstonehewasallottedwastoolowdown,hesaid.Heneededahighspot,abovethesmokeandstirofthefireminesahies.Hegavethebearsadesignoftheaodatioed,andtoldthemwhereitshouldbe;andhebribedthemwithgold,ateredandbulliedlofurRaknison,andwithabemusedwillihebearssettowork.Beforelongahousehadarisenonaheadlandfaorth:awideandsolidplacewithfireplacesthatburnedgreatblocksofinedandhauledbybears,andwithlargewindowslass.
Therehedwelt,aprisoinglikeaking.
Andtheaboutassemblierialsforalaboratory.
Withfurioustratioforbooks,instruments,chemicals,allmaoolsandequipment.Andsomehowithade,fromthissourceorthat;someopenly,somesmuggledinbythevisitorsheinsistedhewasentitledtohave.Byland,sea,andair,LordAsrielassembledhismaterials,andwithinsixmonthsofhisittal,hehadalltheequipmeed.
Andsoheworked,thinkingandplanningandcalculating,waitingfortheohingheopletethetaskthatsoterrifiedtheOblationBoard.Itwasdrawingclosereveryminute.
LyrasfirstglimpseofherfathersprisoncamewhenlorekByrnisonstoppedatthefooteforthechildrentomoveandstretchthemselves,becausetheyhadbeeingdangerouslycoldandstiff.
“Lookupthere,”hesaid.
Awidebrokenslopeoftumbledrodice,whereatrackhadbeenlaboriouslycleared,leduptoutlinedagainstthesky.TherewasnoAurora,butthestarswerebrilliant.Thecragstoodbladgaunt,butatitssummitaciousbuildingfromwhichlightspilledlavishlyinalldires:notthesmokyinstantgleamofblubberlamps,northeharshwhiteofanbaricspotlights,butthewarmcreamyglohtha.
ThewindowsfromwhichthelightemergedalsoshowedLordAsrielsformidableplassensive,andlargesheetsofitwereprodigalofheatinthesefiercelatitudes;sotoseethemherewasevidenceofwealthandinfluencefargreaterthanlofurRaknisonsvulgarpalace.
LyraandRogermouheirbearsforthelasttime,andlorekledthetheslopetowardthehouse.Therewasacourtyardthatlaydeepundersnow,surroundedbyalowwall,andaslorekpushedopeetheyheardabellringsomewhereinthebuilding.
Lyragotdown.Shecouldhardlystand.ShehelpedRogerdowntoo,and,suppeachother,thechildrenstumbledthroughthethigh-deepsnowtowardthestepsuptothedoor.
Oh,thewarmththerewouldbeihouse!Oh,thepeacefulrest!Shereachedforthehahebell,butbeforeshecouldreachit,thedooropeherewasasmalldimlylitvestibuletokeepthewarmairin,andstandinguhelampwasafigureshereized:LordAsrielsmanservantThorold,withhispinscherdaemonAnfang.
Lyrawearilypushedbackherhood.
“Who...”Thoroldbegan,andthensawwhoitwas,aon:“NotLyra?LittleLyra?AmIdreaming?”
Hereachedbehindhimtoopentheinnerdoor.
Ahall,withacoalfireblazinginastoe;warmnaphthalightglowingoncarpets,leatherchairs,polishedwood...ItwaslikenothingLyrahadseensinceleavingJordanCollege,anditbroughtachokinggasptoherthroat.
LordAsrielssnow-leoparddaemongrowled.
Lyrasfatherstoodthere,hispowerfuldark-eyedfaceatfirstfierce,triumphant,andeager;ahecolorfadedfromit;hiseyeswidened,inhorror,ashereizedhisdaughter.
“No!No!”
Hestaggeredbadclutchedatthemantelpiece.Lyracouldntmove.
“Getout!”LordAsrielcried.“Turnarou,go!Ididnotsendforyou!”
Shecouldntspeak.Sheopenedhermouthtwice,threetimes,andthenmaosay:
“No,no,Icamebecause—”
Heseemedappalled;hekeptshakinghishead,hehelduphishandsasiftowardheroff;shecouldntbelievehisdistress.
Shemovedastepclosertoreassurehim,andRogercametostandwithher,anxious.Theirdaemonsflutteredoutintothewarmth,andafteramomentLordAsrielpassedahandacrosshisbrowandrecoveredslightly.Thecaurntohischeeksashelookeddownatthetwo.
“Lyra,”hesaid.“ThatisLyra?”
“Yes,UncleAsriel,”shesaid,thinkingthatthiswasimetogointotheirtruerelationship.“IcametyouthealethiometerfromtheMasterofJordan.”
“Yes,ofcourseyoudid,”hesaid.“Whoisthis?”
“ItsRogerParslow,”shesaid.“HesthekitboyfromJordanCollege.But—”
“Howdidyougethere?”
“Iwasjustgoingtosay,thereslorekByrnisonoutside,hesbroughtushere.
HecamewithmeallthewayfromTrollesund,arickedlofur—”
“WhoslorekByrnison?”
“Anarmoredbear.Hebroughtushere.”
“Thorold,”hecalled,“runahotbathforthesechildren,andpreparethemsomefood.Thentheywillosleep.Theirclothesarefilthy;findthemsomethingtowear.Doitnow,whileItalktothisbear.”
Lyrafeltherheadswim.Perhapsitwastheheat,orperhapsitwasrelief.Shewatchedtheservantbowahehall,andLordAsrielgointothevestibuleandclosethedoorbehind,andthenshehalf-fellintothechair.
Onlyamomentlater,itseemed,Thoroldeakingtoher.
“Followme,miss,”hewassaying,andshehauledherselfupawithRogertoawarmbathroom,wheresofttowelshungoedrail,aubofwatersteamedinthenaphthalight.
“Yougofirst,”saidLyra.“Illsitoutsideaalk.”
Ser,wingandgaspingattheheat,gotinandwashed.Theyhadswumogetheroftenenough,froligintheIsisortheCherwellwithotherchildren,butthiswasdifferent.
“Imafraidofyouruncle,”saidRogerthroughtheopendoor.“Imeanyourfather.”
“Betterkeepcallinghimmyuncle.Imafraidofhimtoo,sometimes.”
“Whenwefirstein,heneversawmeatall.Heonlysawyou.Andhewashorrified,tillhesawme.Thenhecalmeddownallatonce.”
“Hewasjustshocked,”saidLyra.“Anyonewouldbe,toseesomeoheydidntexpect.HelastsawmeafterthattimeiiringRoom.Itsboundtobeashock.”
“No,”saidRoger,“itsmorethanthat.Hewaslookingatmelikeawolf,orsumming.”
“Youreimaginingit.”
“Ient.ImmorescaredofhimthanIwasofMrs.Coulter,andthatsthetruth.”
Hesplashedhimself.Lyratookoutthealethiometer.
“Dyouwaoaskthesymbolreaderaboutit?”Lyrasaid.
“Well,Idunno.TheresthingsIdrathernotknow.SeemstomeeverythingIheardofsiheGobblersetoOxford,everythingsbeenbad.Thereehinggoodmorethanaboutfiveminutesahead.LikeIseenow,thisbathsnidtheresanicewarmtowelthere,aboutfiveminutesaway.AndonceImdry,maybeIllthinkofsummingoeat,butnofurtheraheadthanthat.Andwheen,maybeIlllookforwardtoakipinafortablebed.Butafterthat,Idunno,Lyra.Theresbeenterriblethingsweseehere?Andmoreaing,morenlikely.SoIthinkIdrathernotknowwhatsiure.Illsticktothepresent.”
“Yeah,”saidLyrawearily.“TherestimesIfeellikethattoo.”
Soalthoughsheheldthealethiometerinherhandsforalittlelowasonlyforfort;shedidntturnthewheels,andtheswingingoftheneedlepassedherby.Pantalaimonwatcheditinsilence.
Aftertheydbothwashed,aensomebreadandcheeseanddrunksomewineandhotwater,theservantThoroldsaid,“Theboyistogotobed.Illshowhimwheretogo.HisLordshipasksifyoudjoinhiminthelibrary,MissLyra.”
LyrafoundLordAsrielinaroomwhosewidewindowsoverlookedthefrozenseafarbelow.Therewasacoalfireunderawideeypiedanaphthalampturneddownlow,sotherewaslittleinthewayofdistragreflesbetweentheoctsoftheroomandthebleakstarlitpanoramaoutside.LordAsriel,reinginalargearmchairononesideofthefire,beedhertoeandsitiherchairfaghim.
“YourfriendlorekByrnisoingoutside,”hesaid.“Heprefersthecold.”
“DidhetellyouabouthisfightwithlofurRaknison?”
“Notiail.ButIuandthatheisnowthekingofSvalbard.Isthattrue?”
“Ofcourseitstrue.lorekneverlies.”
“Heseemstohaveappointedhimselfyuardian.”
“No.JohnFaatoldhimtolookafterme,andhesdoingitbecauseofthat.HesfollowingJohnFaasorders.”
“HowdoesJohnFaaeintothis?”
“Illtellyouifyoutellmesomething,”shesaid.“Youremyfather,entyou?”
“Yes.Sowhat?”
“Soyoushouldhavetoldmebefore,thatswhat.Youshouldnthidethingslikethatfrompeople,becausetheyfeelstupidwhentheyfindout,andthatscruel.
WhatdifferencewoulditmakeifIknewIwasyhter?Youcouldhavesaidityearsago.Youcouldvetoldmeandaskedmetokeepitsecret,andIwould,nomatterhowyoungIwas,Idhavedoifyouaskedme.Idhavebeensoproudnothingwouldvetornitoutofme,ifyouaskedmetokeepitsecret.Butyounever.Youletotherpeopleknow,butyouoldme.”
“Whodidtellyou?”
“JohnFaa.”
“Didhetellyouaboutyourmother?”
“Yes.”
“Thentheresnotmuchleftformetotell.IdontthinkIwanttobeinterrogatedandnedbyanichild.Iwanttohearwhatyouveseenanddohewayhere.”
“Ibroughtyouthebloodyalethiometer,didntI?”Lyraburstout.Shewasveryotears.“IlookedafteritallthewayfromJordan,IhiditandItreasuredit,allthroughwhatshappeous,andIlearnedaboutusingit,andIcarrieditallthisbloodywaywhenIcouldvejustgivenupandbeensafe,andyouentevensaidthankyou,norshowedanysignthatyladtoseeme.IdontknowwhyIeverdo.ButIdid,aongoing,eveninlofurRaknisonsstinkingpalacewithallthembearsaroundmeIkeptongoing,allonmeown,andItrickedhimintofightingwithloreksosIcouldeonhereforyoursake....Andwhenyoudidseeme,youliketofainted,asifIwassomehorriblethingyouneverwaoseeagain.Youenthuman,LordAsriel.
Youentmyfather.Myfatherwouldmelikethat.Fathersaresupposedtolovetheirdaughters,entthey?Youdontloveme,andIdontloveyou,andthatsafact.IloveFarder,andIlovelorekByrnison;IloveanarmoredbearmorenIlovemyfather.AlorekByrnisonlovesmemorenyoudo.”
“YoutoldmeyourselfhesonlyfollowingJohnFaasorders.
Ifyoingtobeseal,Ishantwastetimetalkingtoyou.”
“Takeyourbloodyalethiometer,then,andImgoingbackwithlorek.”
“Where?”
“Backtothepalace.HefightwithMrs.CoulterandtheOblationBoard,wheurnup.Ifheloses,thenIlldietoo,Idontcare.Ifhewins,wellsendforLeeScoresbyandIllsailawayinhisballoonand—”
“WhosLeeScoresby?”
“Anaeronaut.Hebroughtushereandthenwecrashed.Hereyouare,heresthealethiometer.Itsallingoodorder.”
Hemadenomovetotakeit,andshelaiditonthebrassfenderaroundthehearth.
“AndIsupposeIoughttotellyouthatMrs.CoultersonherwaytoSvalbard,andassoonasshehearswhatshappeolofurRaknison,shellbeonherwayhere.Inazeppelin,withawholelotofsoldiers,andtheyregoingtokillusall,byorderoftheMagisterium.”
“Theyllneverreachus,”hesaidcalmly.
Hewassoquietandrelaxedthatsomeofherferocitydwindled.
“Youdontknow,”shesaiduainly.
“YesIdo.”
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