The Golden Compass

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The soup was boiling over. Silas stirred. The wooden spoon scraped the bottom. It sounded like a bone dragging on stone. He did not look up. He never looked up. "Thick," he said. "It is too thick." The woman across the table spat into her hand. She wiped her mouth with a rag. "It is thin," she lied. "Add more water." Silas nodded. He reached for the kettle. His hands trembled. Not from cold....

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