It wasnt Lyras way to brood; she was a sanguine and practical child, and besides, she wasnt imaginative. No one with much imagination would have thought seriously that it was possible to come all this way and rescue her friend Roger; or, having thought it, an imaginative child would immediately have come up with several ways in which it was impossible. Being a practiced liar doesnt mean you have a powerful imagination. Many good liars have no imagination at all; its that which gives their lies such wide-eyed conviction.

So now that she was in the hands of the Oblation Board, Lyra didnt fret herself into terror about what had happened to the gyptians. They were all good fighters, and even though Pantalaimon said hed seen John Faa shot, he might have been mistaken; or if he wasnt mistaken, John Faa might not have been seriously hurt. It had been bad luck that shed fallen into the hands of the Samoyeds, but the gyptians would be along soon to rescue her, and if they couldnt manage it, nothing would stop lorek Byrnison from getting her out; and then theyd fly to Svalbard in Lee Scoresbys balloon and rescue Lord Asriel.

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