Caravaggio The Sacrifice of Isaac

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with the rest, dear," she said. "We'll have a quick little look to see you're nice andno frostbite or sniffles, and then we'll find some nice clean clothes. We'll pop you in the shower, too," she added, for Lyra had not changed stopped, feeling the edge of the alethiometer.
"What's this?" she said, and unbuttoned the oilcloth.
"Just a sort of toy," said Lyra. "It's mine."
"Yes, we won't take it away from you, dear," said Sister Clara, unfolding the black velvet. "That's pretty, isn't it, like a compass. Into the shower with you," she went or washed for days, and in the enveloping warmth, that was becoming more and more evident.Pantalaimon fluttered in protest, but Lyra quelled him with a scowl. He settled on the couch as one by one all Lyra's clothes came off, to her resentment and shame; but she still had the presence of mind to conceal it and act dull-witted and compliant."And the money belt, Lizzie," said the nurse, and untied it herself with strong fingers. She went to drop it on the pile with Lyra's other clothes, but