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That'll be the Porter," said Lord Asriel. "Back in the wardrobe. If I hear the slightest noise, I'll make you wish you were dead."
She darted back there at once, and no sooner had she pulled the door shut than Lord Asriel called, "Come in."
As he'd said, it the sort of girl who cried. Instead she gritted her teeth and moved the arm gently until it felt looser.
Then came a crash of glass and the glug of spilled liquid.
"Damn you, Shuter, you careless old fool! Look what you've done!"
Lyra could see, just. Her uncle had managed to knock thewas the Porter."In here, my lord?"Lyra saw the old man standing doubtfully in the doorway, and behind him, the corner of a large wooden box."That's right, Shuter," said Lord Asriel. "Bring them both in and put them down by the table."Lyra relaxed a little, and allowed herself to feel the pain in her shoulder and wrist. It might have been enough to make her cry, if she was