It was just after Lyra had been taken, just after Will had e down from the mountaintop, just after the witch had killed his father. Will lit the little tin lanteraken from his fathers pack, using the dry matches that hed found with it, and crouched in the lee of the rock to open Lyras rucksack.
He felt ih his good hand and found the heavy velvet-ed alethiometer. It glittered in the lantern light, and he held it out to the two shapes that stood beside him, the shapes who called themselves angels.
" you read this?" he said.
"No," said a voice. "e with us. You must e. e now to Lord Asriel."
"Who made you follow my father? You said he didnt know you were following him. But he did," Will said fiercely. "He told me to expect you. He knew more than you thought. Who sent you?"
"No o us. Ourselves only," came the voice. "We want to serve Lord Asriel. And the dead man, what did he want you to do with the knife?"
Will had to hesitate.
"He said I should take it to ……（内容加载失败！）
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