THE AMBER SPYGLASS 精彩片段:
THIRTY-FIVE - OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY
"Dr. Malone," said Lyra in the morning, "Will and me have got to look for our daemons. When weve found them, well know what to do. But we cant be without them for much longer. So we just want to go and look."
"Where will you go?" said Mary, heavy-eyed and headachy after her disturbed night. She and Lyra were on the riverbank, Lyra to wash, and Mary to look, surreptitiously, for the mans footprints. So far she hadnt found any.
"Dont know," said Lyra. "But theyre out there somewhere. As soon as we came through from the battle, they ran away as if they didnt trust us anymore. Cant say I blame them, either. But we know theyre in this world, and we thought we saw them a couple of times, so maybe we can find them."
"Listen," Mary said reluctantly, and told Lyra about the man shed seen the night before.
As she spoke, Will came to join them, and both he and Lyra listened, wide-eyed and serious.
"Hes probably just a traveler and he found a window and wandered through from somewhere else," Lyra said when Mary had finished. "Like Wills father did. Theres bound to be all kinds of openings now. Anyway, if he just turned around and left, he cant have meant to do anything bad, can he?"
"I dont know. I didnt like it. And Im worried about you going off on your own, or I would be if I didnt know youd already done far more dangerous things than that. Oh, I dont know. But please be careful. Please look all around. At least out on the prairie you can see someone coming from a long way off..."
"If we do, we can escape straight away into another world, so he wont he able to hurt us," Will said.
They were determined to go, and Mary was reluctant to argue.
"At least," she said, "promise that you wont go in among the trees. If that man is still around, he might be hiding in a wood or a grove and you wouldnt see him in time to escape."
"We promise," said Lyra.
"Well, Ill pack you some food in case youre out all day."
Mary took some flat bread and cheese and some sweet, thirst-quenching red fruits, wrapped them in a cloth, and tied a cord around it for one of them to carry over a shoulder.
"Good hunting," she said as they left. "Please take care."