It wasnt Lyras way to brood; she was a sanguine and practical child, and besides, she wasnt imaginative. No oh much imagination would have thought seriously that it ossible to e all this way and rescue her friend Roger; or, having thought it, an imaginative child would immediately have e up with several ways in which it was impossible. Being a practiced liar doesnt mean you have a powerful imagination. Many good liars have no imagination at all; its that which gives their lies such wide-eyed vi.
So now that she was in the hands of the Oblation Board, Lyra didnt fret herself into terror about what had happeo the gyptians. They were all good fighters, and even though Pantalaimon said hed seen John Faa shot, he might have been mistaken; or if he wasnt mistaken, John Faa might not have been seriously hurt. It had been bad luck that shed fallen into the hands of the Samoyeds, but the gyptians would be along soon to rescue her, and if they couldnt ma, nothing……（内容加载失败！）
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