"It comes from the sky. Some say it has always been there, some say it is newly falling. What is certain is that when people become aware of it, a great fear comes over them, and they'll stop at nothing to discover what it is. But it is not of any concern to witches."
"Where is this place?"
"Well?" said Mrs. Coulter to Lyra.
"Yes, thank you."
"No, Nell. We shall have little space as it is. Any kids we free will be better off in our care than where they've been."
"And was your father by himself?"
And they watched her, with open curiosity. She remained modestly close to lofur and said nothing, lowering her eyes whenever a bear looked at her.