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Mrs Coulter was lying in Lord Asriel's bed in the next room, listening to the sound of their conversation. She stirred, for she had not slept deeply. She woke up from her troubled dream, sick and heavy with longing. Her elf sat up beside her, but she did not want to approach the door. She wanted to hear only the voice of Lord Asriel, not any specific words. She felt that they were both doomed. She felt that they were all doomed. At last she heard the door of the next room close, and she stood up with a jolt of energy. Asriel, "she said, stepping into the warm light of the naphtha.". His elf growled softly, "The golden monkey is keeping his head down to please her.". Lord Asriel rolled up a large map and did not turn around. Asriel, what will happen to all of us? She took a chair and said. He rubbed his eyes with his palms and his face was tired. He sat down with one hand on the table, and their elves were very quiet: the monkey was lying on the back of his chair, and the snow leopard was sitting upright and alert beside Lord Asriel, looking at Mrs. Coulter without blinking. You didn't hear that? He said I heard a little bit. I couldn't sleep, but I didn't listen. Where is Laila? Does anyone know? "No one knows." He hadn't answered her first question, he wasn't going to answer it, and she knew it. "We should have married," she said, "and brought her up ourselves." The words were so unexpected that he could not help blinking his eyes. His elf growled impossibly softly from the depths of his throat, settling down with claws outstretched like a Sphinx. He didn't say anything. I can't bear the thought of a blank mind, Asriel, "she continued." Anything is better than that. I used to think that the pain would be worse — to suffer forever — I thought it must be worse.. But as long as you are conscious, it will be better, right? It's better to feel nothing,Glass Cosmestic Containers, just go into the dark, and everything will be gone forever and ever. His character was merely a listener, his eyes locked on hers, and he listened intently, with no need to answer. "The other day," she said, "when you were talking so bitterly about her and me.. I thought you hated her, you hated me, I can understand, I never hated you, but I can understand. I can see why you might hate me, but I don't know why you hate Laila. He turned his head slowly to one side and then looked back. I remember you saying a strange thing in Svalbard, Serum Bottle With Dropper ,Frosted Glass Cosmetic Jars Wholesale, on the top of the mountain, just before you left our world. "She went on." You said: Come with me, and we will destroy the dust forever. Do you remember saying that? But that's not what you mean. You mean the opposite, right? I understand now. Why don't you tell me what you're really doing? Why don't you tell me that what you really want to do is protect the dust? You should have told me the truth. "I want you to come with me," he said in a husky, calm voice. "I thought you preferred lies." "Yes," she whispered, "that's what I thought." She could not sit still, but she really did not have the strength to get up. For a moment, she felt dizzy, her head was spinning, her voice was fading, the room was getting dark, but almost immediately her consciousness returned more inexorably than before, and there was no change in the situation between them. Asriel.. She murmured. The golden monkey tentatively reached out a paw and touched the snow leopard's paw. The man watched without a word. Stell Maria did not move. Her eyes were fixed on Mrs. Coulter. Oh, Asriel, what will happen to us? Said Mrs. Coulter again. "Is this the end of it?" He didn't say anything. She stood up like a sleepwalker, picked up the rucksack in the corner, and took her pistol from it. What she would have done next was impossible to know, for there was the sound of running upstairs. Both of them, as well as their respective elves, turned to look at the runner who came in. The runner said breathlessly, "I'm sorry, my Lord — those two elves — someone saw them not far from the East Gate — in the shape of a cat — the sentry tried to talk to them and bring them in, but they wouldn't come near, just about a minute ago.." Lord Asriel sat up a changed man. For a moment, all the fatigue disappeared from his face, and he jumped up and grabbed his coat. Ignoring Mrs. Coulter, he draped his overcoat over his shoulders and said to the messenger, "Tell Mrs. Oxenschel at once: Don't threaten, frighten, or seduce those two elves. Anyone who sees them will have to.." 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