John Faa and the other leaders had decided that they would make for Trollesund, the main port of Lapland. The witches had a sulate iown, and John Faa khat without their help, or at least their friendly rality, it would be impossible to rescue the captive children.
He explained his idea to Lyra and Farder the day, when Lyras seasiess had abated slightly. The sun was shining brightly and the green waves were dashing against the bows, bearing white streams of foam as they curved away. Out on the deck, with the breeze blowing and the whole sea a-sparkle with light and movement, she felt little siess at all; and noantalaimon had discovered the delights of being a seagull and then a stormy petrel and skimming the wave tops, Lyra was too absorbed by his glee to wallow in landlubberly misery.
John Faa, Farder , and two or three others sat iern of the ship, with the sun full oalking about what to do .
“Now, Farder knows these Lapland witches,” John Faa said……（内容加载失败！）
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