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Lord Asriel's daemon,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a snow leopard, stood behind him.
"Are you going to show the projections in here?" she said quietly.
"Yes. It'll create less fuss than moving to the lecture theater. They'll want to see the specimens too; I'll send for the Porter in a minute. This is a bad time, Stelmaria."
"You should rest."
He stretched out in one of the armchairs, so that Lyra could no longer see his face.
"Yes, yes. I should also change my clothes. There's probably some ancient etiquette that allows them to fine me a dozen bottles for coming in here dressed improperly. I should sleep for three days. The fact remains that-"
There was a knock, and the Butler came in with a silver tray bearing a coffeepot and a cup.
"Thank you, Wren," said Lord Asriel. "Is that the Tokay I can see on the table?"
"The Master ordered it decanted especially for you, my I lord," said the Butler. "There are only three dozen bottles left I of the'98."
"All good things pass away. Leave the tray here beside me. Oh,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], ask the Porter to send up the two cases I left in the Lodge,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], would you?"
"Here,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], my lord?"