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boats in Jericho, afore the Gobblers got him."
"Oh, God, Pan, we're safe!" she sobbed, but then a thought rushed into her mind: it was the Costas' boat she'd hijacked that the wildcat Pantalaimon to her breast. He was twisting to look at something, and she followed his gaze, understanding and suddenly curious too: what had happened to the dead men's daemons? They were fading, that was the answer; fading and drifting away like atoms of smoke, for all that they tried to cling to their men. Pantalaimon hid his eyes, and Lyra hurried blindly after Tony Costa.
"What are you doing here?" she said.
"Quiet, gal. There's enough trouble awake without stirring more. We'll day. Suppose he remembered?"Better come along with us," he said. "You alone?""Yeah. I was running away....""All right, don't talk now. Just keep quiet. Jaxer, move them bodies into the shadow. Kerim, look around."Lyra stood up shakily, holding