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Neither of them could guess. Lyra spent a long time turning the hands to point at one symbol or another (angel, helmet, dolphin; globe, lute, compasses; candle, thunderbolt, horse) and watching the long needle swing on its door.
Mrs. Coulter said, "Lyra, I should put the light out if I were you. You're tired, and we'll be busy tomorrow."
Lyra had thrust the alethiometer swiftly under the blankets.
"All right, Mrs. Coulter," she said.never-ceasing errant way, and although she understood nothing, she was intrigued and delighted by the complexity and the detail. Pantalaimon became a mouse to get closer to it, and rested his tiny paws on the edge, his button eyes bright black with curiosity as he watched the needle swing."What do you think the Master meant about Uncle Asriel?" she said."Perhaps we've got to keep it safe and give it to him.""But the Master was going to poison him! Perhaps it's the opposite. Perhaps he was going to say don't give it to him.""No," Pantalaimon said, "it was her we had to keep it safe from-"There was a soft knock on the