Edgar Degas Ballet Rehearsal

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Well, well," she said. "Fra Pavel must be getting quicker. When I knew him, it would have taken him a month at least to read all that."
She sipped her chocolate, which was thin and weak; how like these wretched priests, she thought, to take their self-righteous abstinence out on their visitors, too.
"Tell me about Lord Asriel," said the President. "Tell me everything."
Mrs. Coulter settled back comfortably and began to tell him, not everything, but he never thought for a moment that she the girl and the boy?"
"Of course."
"I assume he's after that knife. You know it has a name? The cliff-ghasts of the north call it the god-destroyer," he went on, crossing to the window and looking down over the cloisters. "That's what Asriel is aiming to do, isn't it? Destroy the Authority? There are would. She told him about the fortress, about the allies, about the angels, about the mines and the foundries.Father MacPhail sat without moving a muscle, his lizard daemon absorbing and remembering every word."And how did you get here?" he asked."I stole a gyropter. It ran out of fuel and I had to abandon it in the countryside not far from here. The rest of the way I walked.""Is Lord Asriel actively searching for