Alexandre Cabanel Fallen Angel

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Then she got to her feet again.
"Come on," she called in a trembling voice. "Tony, come out. We're going to take you somewhere safe."
There was a stir of movement in the fish house, and he appeared at the door, still clutching his dried fish. He was brought the lantern had retreated a few yards, and called down to them.
lorek Byrnison interpreted: "He says you must pay for that fish."
Lyra felt like telling the bear to kill him, but she said, "We're taking the child away for them. They can afford to give one fish to pay for that."
The bear spoke. The man muttered, but didn't argue. Lyra set his landressed in warm enough garments, a thickly padded and quilted coal-silk anorak and fur boots, but they had a secondhand look and didn't fit well. In the wider light outside that came from the faint trails of the Aurora and the snow-covered ground he looked more lost and piteous even than he had at first, crouching in the lantern light by the fish racks.The villager who'd tern down