Lorenzo Lotto Madonna and Child with Saints

Lorenzo Lotto Madonna and Child with SaintsCamille Pissarro Place du Theatre FrancaisCamille Pissarro Landscape at ChaponvalSir Henry Raeburn Boy And Rabbit
Lyra Belacqua. What have they locked you up for?"
"Malice and jealousy...Where do you come from? Eh?"
"From.
"What? Oxford?"
"Yes."She moved back.
"I don't know," she said, and then, making it up out of pure habit, "no," she went on. "I remember now. He said he still needed to check some figures. And...He said he was going to write about Dust as well. That's it."
"Scoundrel! Thief! Blackguard! Rogue!" shouted the old man, and he shook so violently that Lyra was afraid he'd have a fit. His daemon slithered lethargically off his lap "Is that scoundrel Trelawney still there? Eh?""The Palmerian Professor? Yes," she said."Is he, by God! Eh? They should have forced his resignation long ago. Duplicitous plagiarist! Coxcomb!"Lyra made a neutral sound."Has he published his paper on gamma-ray photons yet?" the Professor said, thrusting his face up toward Lyra's.