pp.thegoldencompass-第39部分
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〃We heard a different story；〃 said John Faa。 〃He's a dangerous rogue； is what we heard。〃
〃If…〃 Lyra was passionate； she could hardly speak for indignation。 〃…if the alethiometer says something； I know it's true。 And I asked it； and it said that he was telling the truth； they did trick him； and they're telling lies and not him。 I believe him； Lord Faa！ Farder Coram…you saw him too； and you believe him； don't you？〃
〃I thought I did； child。 I en't so certain of things as you are。〃
〃But what are they afraid of？ Do they think he's going to go round killing people as soon's he gets his armor on？ He could kill dozens of 'em now！〃
〃He has done；〃 said John Faa。 〃Well； if not dozens； then some。 When they first took his armor away； he went a rampaging round looking for it。 He tore open the police house and the bank and I don't know where else； and there's at least two men who died。 The only reason they didn't shoot to kill him is because of his wondrous skill with metals； they wanted to use him like a laborer。〃
〃Like a slave！〃 Lyra said hotly。 〃They hadn't got the right！〃
〃Be that as it may； they might have shot him for the killings he done； but they didn't。 And they bound him over to labor in the town's interest until he's paid off the damage and the blood money。〃
〃John；〃 said Farder Coram； 〃I don't know how you feel； but it's my belief they'll never let him have that armor back。 The longer they keep him； the more angry he'll be when he gets it。〃
〃But if we get his armor back； he'll e with us and never bother 'em again；〃 said Lyra。 〃I promise； Lord Faa。〃
〃And how are we going to do that？〃
〃I know where it is！〃
There was a silence； in which they all three became aware of the witch's daemon and his fixed stare at Lyra。 All three turned to him； and their own daemons too； who had until then affected the extreme politeness of keeping their eyes modestly away from this singular creature； here without his body。
〃You won't be surprised；〃 said the goose； 〃to know that the alethiometer is one other reason the witches are interested in you； Lyra。 Our consul told us about your visit this morning。 I believe it was Dr。 Lanselius who told you about the bear。〃
〃Yes； it was；〃 said John Faa。 〃And she and Farder Coram went theirselves and talked to him。 I daresay what Lyra says is true； but if we go breaking the law of these people we'll only get involved in a quarrel with them； and what we ought to be doing is pushing on towards this Bolvangar； bear or no bear。〃
〃Ah； but you en't seen him； John；〃 said Farder Coram。 〃And I do believe Lyra。 We could promise on his behalf； maybe。 He might make all the difference。〃
〃What do you think； sir？〃 said John Faa to the witch's daemon。
〃We have few dealings with bears。 Their desires are as strange to us as ours are to them。 If this bear is an outcast； he might be less reliable than they are said to be。 You must decide for yourselves。〃
〃We will；〃 said John Faa firmly。 〃But now； sir； can you tell us how to get to Bolvangar from here？〃
The goose daemon began to explain。 He spoke of valleys and hills； of the tree line and the tundra； of star sightings。 Lyra listened awhile； and then lay back in the deck chair with Pantalaimon curled around her neck； and thought of the grand vision the goose daemon had brought with him。 A bridge between two worlds 。 。 。 This was far more splendid than anything she could have hoped for！ And only her great father could have conceived it。 As soon as they had rescued the children； she would go to Svalbard with the bear and take Lord Asriel the alethiometer； and use it to help set him free； and they'd build the bridge together； and be the first across 。 。 。 。
Sometime in the night John Faa must have carried Lyra to her bunk； because that was where she awoke。 The dim sun was as high in the sky as it was going to get； only a hand's breadth above the horizon； so it must be nearly noon； she thought。 Soon； when they moved further north； there would be no sun at all。
She dressed quickly and ran on deck to find nothing very much happening。 All the stores had been unloaded； sledges and dog teams had been hired and were waiting to go； everything was ready and nothing was moving。 Most of the gyp…tians were sitting in a smoke…filled cafe facing the water； eating spice cakes and drinking strong sweet coffee at the long wooden tables under the fizz and crackle of some ancient anbaric lights。
〃Where's Lord Faa？〃 she said； sitting down with Tony Costa and his friends。 〃And Farder Coram？ Are they getting the bear's armor for him？〃
〃They're a talking to the sysselman。 That's their word for governor。 You seen this bear； then； Lyra？〃
〃Yeah！〃 she said； and explained all about him。 As she talked； someone else pulled a chair up and joined the group at the table。
〃So you've spoken to old Iorek？〃 he said。
She looked at the newer with surprise。 He was a tall； lean man with a thin black moustache and narrow blue eyes； and a perpetual expression of distant and sardonic amusement。 She felt strongly about him at once； but she wasn't sure whether it was liking she felt； or dislike。 His daemon was a shabby hare as thin and tough…looking as he was。
He held out his hand and she shook it warily。
〃Lee Scoresby；〃 he said。
〃The aeronaut！〃 she exclaimed。 〃Where's your balloon？ Can I go up in it？〃
〃It's packed away right now； miss。 You must be the famous Lyra。 How did you get on with Iorek Byrnison？〃
〃You know him？〃
〃I fought beside him in the Tunguska campaign。 Hell； I've known Iorek for years。 Bears are difficult critters no matter what； but he's a problem； and no mistake。 Say； are any of you gentlemen in the mood for a game of hazard？〃
A pack of cards had appeared from nowhere in his hand。 He riffled them with a snapping noise。
〃Now I've heard of the card power of your people；〃 Lee Scoresby was saying； cutting and folding the cards over and over with one hand and fishing a cigar out of his breast pocket with the other； 〃and I thought you wouldn't object to giving a simple Texan traveler the chance to joust with your skill and daring on the field of pasteboard bat。 What do you say； gentlemen？〃
Gyptians prided themselves on their ability with cards； and several of the men looked interested and pulled their chairs up。 While they were agreeing with Lee Scoresby what to play and for what stakes； his daemon flicked her ears at Pantalaimon； who understood and leaped to her side lightly as a squirrel。
She was speaking for Lyra's ears too； of course； and Lyra heard her say quietly； 〃Go straight to the bear and tell him direct。 As soon as they know what's going on； they'll move his armor somewhere else。〃
Lyra got up； taking her spice cake with her； and no one noticed； Lee Scoresby was already dealing the cards； and every suspicious eye was on his hands。
In the dull light； fading through an endless afternoon； she found her way to the sledge depot。 It was something she knew she had to do； but she felt uneasy about it； and afraid； too。
Outside the largest of the concrete sheds the great bear was working； and Lyra stood by the open gate to watch。 Iorek Byrnison was dismantling a gas…engined tractor that had crashed； the metal covering of the engine was twisted and buckled and one runner bent upward。 The bear lifted the metal off as if it were cardboard； and turned it this way and that in his great hands； seeming to test it for some quality or other； before setting a rear paw on one corner and then bending the whole sheet in such a way that the dents sprang out and the shape was restored。 Leaning it against the wall； he lifted the massive weight of the tractor with one paw and laid it on its side before bending to examine the crumpled runner。
As he did so； he caught sight of Lyra。 She felt a bolt of cold fear strike at her； because he was so massive and so alien。 She was gazing through the chain…link fence about forty yards from him； and she thought how he could clear the distance in a bound or two and sweep the wire aside like a cobweb； and she almost turned and ran away； but Pantalaimon said； 〃Stop！ Let me go and talk to him。〃
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