Over the few days, Lyra cocted a dozen plans and dismissed them impatiently; for they all boiled down to stowing away, and how could you stow away on a narrowboat? To be sure, the real voyage would involve a proper ship, and she knew enough stories to expect all kinds of hiding places on a full-sized vessel: the lifeboats, the hold, the bilges, whatever they were; but shed have to get to the ship first, and leaving the fe traveling the gyptian way.
And even if she got to the coast on her own, she might stow away on the wrong ship. It would be a fihing to hide in a lifeboat and wake up on the way to High Brazil.
Meanwhile, all arouhe tantalizing work of assembling the expedition was going on day and night. She hung around Adam Stefanski, watg as he made his choice of the volunteers for the fighting force. She pestered Roger van Poppel with suggestions about the stores they o take: Had he remembered snow goggles? Did he know the best place to get arctic ……（内容加载失败！）
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