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Lord Asriel turned to Mrs. Coulter.
"Lyra? Frankly, I don't care," he said, his voice quiet and hoarse. "The wretched child should have stayed where she was put, and done what she was told. I can't waste any more time or resources on her; if she refuses to be helped, let her ; impulsive, dishonest, greedy...”
"Brave, generous, loving."
"A perfectly ordinary child, distinguished by nothing...” "Perfectly ordinary? Lyra? She's unique. Think of what she's done already. Dislike her if you will, Asriel, but don't you dare patronize your daughter. And she was safe with me, until...”
"You're right," he said, getting up. "She is unique. To have tamed and softened you, that's no deal with the consequences.""You don't mean that, Asriel, or you wouldn't have…""I mean every word of it. The fuss she's caused is out of all proportion to her merits. An ordinary English girl, not very clever...”"She is!" said Mrs. Coulter."All right; bright but not intellectual
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