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What does she do? Is she an archaeologist?"
"Oh… she's a physicist. She studies dark matter," said Lyra, still not quite in control. In this world it was harder to tell lies than she'd thought. And something else was nagging at her. This old man was familiar in some long-lost way, and . I can walk from there," said Lyra. "Thank you."
"Turn left into South Parade, and pull up on the right, could youshe just couldn't place it."Dark matter?" he was saying. "How fascinating! I saw something about that in The Times this morning. The universe is full of this mysterious stuff, and nobody knows what it is! And your friend is on the track of it, is she?""Yes. She knows a lot about it.""And what are you going to do later on, Lizzie? Are you going in for physics too?""I might," said Lyra. "It depends."The chauffeur coughed gently and slowed the car down. "Well, here we are in Summertown," said the old man. "Where would you like to be dropped?""Oh, just up past these shops