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some of them came toward mary as if they wanted to tell her something； and reached out their hands； and she felt their touch like little shocks of cold。 one of the ghosts； an old woman； beckoned； urging her to e close。
then she spoke； and mary heard her say：
〃tell them stories。 they need the truth。 you must tell them true stories； and everything will be well； just tell them stories。〃
that was all； and then she was gone。 it was one of those moments when we suddenly recall a dream that weve unaccountably forgotten； and back in a flood es all the emotion we felt in our sleep。 it was the dream shed tried to describe to atal； the night picture； but as mary tried to find it again； it dissolved and drifted apart； just as these presences did in the open air。 the dream was gone。
all that was left was the sweetness of that feeling； and the injunction to tell them stories。
she looked into the darkness。 as far as she could see into that endless silence； more of these ghosts were ing； thousands upon thousands； like refugees returning to their homeland。
〃tell them stories；〃 she said to herself。
％％。
THIRTY…THREE – MARZIPAN
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next morning lyra woke up from a dream in which pantalaimon had e back to her and revealed his final shape； and she had loved it； but now she had no idea what it was。
the sun hadnt long risen； and the air had a fresh bloom。 she could see the sunlight through the open door of the little thatched hut she slept in； marys house。 she lay for a while listening。 there were birds outside； and some kind of cricket； and mary was breathing quietly in her sleep nearby。
lyra sat up and found herself naked。 she was indignant for a moment； and then she saw some clean clothes folded beside her on the floor： a shirt of marys； a length of soft； light patterned cloth that she could tie into a skirt。 she put them on； feeling swamped in the shirt； but at least decent。
she left the hut。 pantalaimon was nearby； she was sure of it。 she could almost hear him talking and laughing。 it must mean that he was safe； and they were still connected somehow。 and when he forgave her and came back； the hours theyd spend just talking； just telling each other everything。。。
will was still asleep under the shelter tree； the lazy thing。 lyra thought of waking him up； but if she was on her own； she could swim in the river。 she happily used to swim naked in the river cherwell with all the other oxford children； but it would be quite different with will； and she blushed even to think of it。
so she went down to the water alone in the pearl…colored morning。 among the reeds at the edge there was a tall； slender bird like a heron； standing perfectly still on one leg。
she walked quietly and slowly so as not to disturb it； but the bird took no more notice of her than if shed been a twig on the water。
〃well；〃 she said。
she left the clothes on the bank and slipped into the river。 it was seawater ing in on the tide； and it was strange to lyra； who had never swum in salt water before。 she swam hard to keep warm； and then came out and huddled on the bank； shivering。 pan would help dry her； normally。 was he a fish； laughing at her from under the water？ or a beetle； creeping into the clothes to tickle her； or a bird？ or was he somewhere else entirely with the other daemon； and with lyra not on his mind at all？ 〃〃
the sun was warm now； and she was soon dry。 she dressed in ；c marys loose shirt again and； seeing some flat stones by the bank； went to fetch her own clothes to wash them。 but she found that someone had already done that： hers and wills； too； were laid over the springy twigs of a fragrant bush； nearly dry。
will was stirring。 she sat nearby and called him softly。
〃will！ wake up！〃
〃where are we？〃 he said at once； and sat up； reaching for the knife。
〃safe；〃 she said； looking away。 〃and they washed our clothes； too； or dr。 malone did。 ill get yours。 theyre nearly dry。。。〃
she passed them in through the curtain of leaves and sat with her back to him till he was dressed。
〃i swam in the river；〃 she said。 〃i went to look for pan； but i think hes hiding。〃
〃thats a good idea。 i mean a swim。 i feel as if ive got years and years of dirt on me。。。 ill go down and wash。〃
while he was gone； lyra wandered around the village； not looking too closely at anything in case she broke some code of politeness； but curious about everything she saw。 some of the houses were very old and some quite new； hut they were all built in much the same way out of wood and clay and thatch。 there was nothing crude about them； each door and window frame and lintel was covered in subtle patterns； but patterns that werent carved in the wood： it was as if theyd persuaded the wood to grow in that shape naturally。
the more she looked； the more she saw all kinds of order and carefulness in the village； like the layers of meaning in the alethiometer。 part of her mind was eager to puzzle it all out； to step lightly from similarity to similarity； from one meaning to another as she did with the instrument； but another part was wondering how long theyd be able to stay here before they had to move on。
well； im not going anywhere till pan es back； she said to herself。
presently will came up from the river； and then mary came out of her house and offered them breakfast； and soon atal came along； too； and the village came to life around them。 the young mulefa children； without wheels； kept peeping around the edges of their houses to stare； and lyra would suddenly turn and look at them directly to make them jump and laugh with terror。
〃well； now；〃 mary said when theyd eaten some bread and fruit and drunk a scalding infusion of something like mint。 〃yesterday you were too tired and all you could do was rest。 but you look a lot more lively today； both of you； and i think we need to tell each other everything weve found out。 and itll take us a good long time； and we might as well keep our hands busy while were doing it； so well make ourselves useful and mend some nets。〃
they carried the pile of stiff tarry netting to the riverbank and spread it out on the grass； and mary
showed them how to knot a new piece of cord where it wa