Leroy Neiman Elephant Stampede

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After they had been driving along for such a time that Lyra's body was in torment from cramp, the pace slackened a little, and someone roughly pulled off the hood.
She looked upwas falling and the thick fog she saw how powerful this man was, and the sledge driver too, how balanced in the sledge, how much atthis land in a way the gyptians weren't.
The man spoke, but of course she understood nothing. He tried a different language with the same result. Then he tried English.
"You name?" at a broad Asiatic face, under a wolverine hood, lit by flickering lamplight. His black eyes showed a glint of satisfaction, especially when Pantalaimon slid out of Lyra's anorak to bare his white ermine teeth in a hiss. The man's daemon, a big heavy wolverine, snarled back, but Pantalaimon didn't flinch.The man hauled Lyra up to a sitting position and propped her against the side of the sledge. She kept falling sideways because her hands were still tied behind her, and so he tied her feet together instead and released her hands.Through the snow that