the huge pine tree nearby。 it was delightful to see him leaping through the branches so far from her; but they had to be careful not to do it when anyone was looking; their painfully acquired witch power of separating had to stay a secret。 once she would have reveled in showing it off to all her urchin friends; and making them goggle with fear; but will had taught her the value of silence and discretion。
she sat on the bench and waited for pan to e to her。 he liked to surprise her; but she usually managed to see him before he reached her; and there was his shadowy form; flowing along beside the riverbank。 she looked the other way and pretended she hadnt seen him; and then seized him suddenly when he leapt onto the bench。
〃i nearly did it;〃 he said。
〃youll have to get better than that。 i heard you ing all the way from the gate。〃
he sat on the back of the bench with his forepaws resting on her shoulder。
〃what are we going to tell her?〃 he said。
〃yes;〃 she said。 〃its only to meet this headmistress; anyway。 its not to go to the school。〃
〃but we will go; wont we?〃
〃yes;〃 she said; 〃probably。〃
〃it might be good。〃
lyra wondered about the other pupils。 they might be cleverer than she was; or more sophisticated; and they were sure to know a lot more than she did about all the things that were important to girls of their age。 and she wouldnt be able to tell them a hundredth of the things that she knew。 theyd be bound to think she was simple and ignorant。
〃dyou think dame hannah can really do the alethiometer?〃 said pantalaimon。
〃with the hooks; im sure she can。 i wonder how many books there are? i bet we could learn them all; and do without。 imagine having to carry a pile of books everywhere。。。 pan?〃
〃what?〃
〃will you ever tell me what you and wills daemon did while we were apart?〃
〃one day;〃 he said。 〃and shell tell will; one day。 we agreed that wed know when the time had e; but we wouldnt tell either of you till then。〃
〃all right;〃 she said peaceably。
she had told pantalaimon everything; but it was right that he should have some secrets from her; after the way shed abandoned him。
and it was forting to think that she and will had another thing in mon。 she wondered whether there would ever e an hour in her life when she didnt think of him; didnt speak to him in her head;
didnt relive every moment theyd been together; didnt long for his voice and his hands and his love。 she had never dreamed of what it would feel like to love someone so much; of all the things that had astonished her in her adventures; that was what astonished her the most。 she thought the tenderness it left in her heart was like a bruise that would never go away; but she would cherish it forever。
pan slipped down to the bench and curled up on her lap。 they were safe together in the dark; she and her daemon and their secrets。 somewhere in this sleeping city were the books that would tell her how to read the alethiometer again; and the kindly and learned woman who was going to teach her; and the girls at the school; who knew so much more than she did。
she thought; they dont know it yet; but theyre going to be my friends。
pantalaimon murmured; 〃that thing that will said。。。〃
〃when?〃
〃on the beach; just before you tried the alethiometer。 he said there wasnt any elsewhere。 it was what his father had told you。 but there was something else。〃
〃i remember。 he meant the kingdom was over; the kingdom of heaven; it was all finished。 we shouldnt live as if it mattered more than this life in this world; because where we are is always the most important place。〃
〃he said we had to build something。。。〃
〃thats why we needed our full life; pan。 we would have gone with will and kirjava; wouldnt we?〃
〃yes。 of course! and they would have e with us。 but。。。”
〃but then we wouldnt have been able to build it。 no one could if they put themselves first。 we have to be all those difficult things like cheerful and kind and curious and patient; and weve got to study and think and work hard; all of us; in all our different worlds; and then well build。。。〃
her hands were resting on his glossy fur。 somewhere in the garden a nightingale was singing; and a little breeze touched her hair and stirred the leaves overhead。 all the different bells of the city chimed; once each; this one high; that one low; some close by; others farther off; one cracked and peevish; another grave and sonorous; but agreeing in all their different voices on what the time was; even if some of them got to it a little more slowly than others。 in that other oxford where she and will had kissed good…bye; the bells would be chiming; too; and a nightingale would be singing; and a little breeze would be stirring the leaves in the botanic garden。
〃and then what?〃 said her daemon sleepily。 〃build what?〃
〃the republic of heaven;〃 said lyra。
the end
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