soon someone pointed out a curious verse toward the end of the Third Chapter of Genesis； where God's cursing Adam for eating the fruit。〃
He opened the Bible again and pointed it out to Lyra。 She read：
〃In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread； till thou return unto the ground； for out of it wast thou taken： for dust thou art； and unto dust shalt thou return 。 。 。 。〃
Lord Asriel said； 〃Church scholars have always puzzled over the translation of that verse。 Some say it should read not 'unto dust shalt thou return' but 'thou shalt be subject to dust；' and others say the whole verse is a kind of pun on the words 'ground' and 'dust；' and it really means that God's admitting his own nature to be partly sinful。 No one agrees。 No one can； because the text is corrupt。 But it was too good a word to waste； and that's why the particles became known as Dust。〃
〃And what about the Gobblers？〃 Lyra said。
〃The General Oblation Board 。 。 。 Your mother's gang。 Clever of her to spot the chance of setting up her own power base； but she's a clever woman； as I dare say you've noticed。 It suits the Magisterium to allow all kinds of different agencies to flourish。 They can play them off against one another； if one succeeds； they can pretend to have been supporting it all along； and if it fails； they can pretend it was a renegade outfit which had never been properly licensed。
〃You see； your mother's always been ambitious for power。 At first she tried to get it in the normal way； through marriage； but that didn't work； as I think you've heard。 So she had to turn to the Church。 Naturally she couldn't take the route a man could have taken…priesthood and so on…it had to be unorthodox； she had to set up her own order； her own channels of influence； and work through that。 It was a good move to specialize in Dust。 Everyone was frightened of it； no one knew what to do； and when she offered to direct an investigation； the Magisterium was so relieved that they backed her with money and resources of all kinds。〃
〃But they were cutting…〃 Lyra couldn't bring herself to say it； the words choked in her mouth。 〃You know what they were doing！ Why did the Church let them do anything like that？〃
〃There was a precedent。 Something like it had happened before。 Do you know what the word castration means？ It means removing the sexual organs of a boy so that he never develops the characteristics of a man。 A castrate keeps his high treble voice all his life； which is why the Church allowed it： so useful in Church music。 Some castrati became great singers； wonderful artists。 Many just became fat spoiled half…men。 Some died from the effects of the operation。 But the Church wouldn't flinch at the idea of a little cut； you see。 There was a precedent。 And this would be so much more hygienic than the old methods； when they didn't have anesthetics or sterile bandages or proper nursing care。 It would be gentle by parison。〃
〃It isn't！〃 Lyra said fiercely。 〃It isn't！〃
〃No。 Of course not。 That's why they had to hide away in the far North； in darkness and obscurity。 And why the Church was glad to have someone like your mother in charge。 Who could doubt someone so charming； so well…connected； so sweet and reasonable？ But because it was an obscure and unofficial kind of operation； she was someone the Magisterium could deny if they needed to； as well。〃
〃But whose idea was it to do that cutting in the first place？〃
〃It was hers。 She guessed that the two things that happen at adolescence might be connected： the change in one's daemon and the fact that Dust began to settle。 Perhaps if the daemon were separated from the body； we might never be subject to Dust…to original sin。 The question was whether it was possible to separate daemon and body without killing the person。 But she's traveled in many places； and seen all kinds of things。 She's traveled in Africa； for instance。The Africans have a way of making a slave called a zombi。 It has no will of its own； it will work day and night without ever running away or plaining。 It looks like a corpse 。 。 。 。〃
〃It's a person without their daemon！〃
〃Exactly。 So she found out that it was possible to separate them。〃
〃And 。 。 。 Tony Costa told me about the horrible phantoms they have in the northern forests。 I suppose they might be the same kind of thing。〃
〃That's right。 Anyway； the General Oblation Board grew out of ideas like that； and out of the Church's obsession with original sin。〃
Lord Asriel's daemon twitched her ears； and he laid his hand on her beautiful head。
〃There was something else that happened when they made the cut；〃 he went on。 〃And they didn't see it。 The energy that links body and daemon is immensely powerful。 When the cut is made； all that energy dissipates in a fraction of a second。 They didn't notice； because they mistook it for shock； or disgust； or moral outrage； and they trained themselves to feel numb towards it。 So they missed what it could do； and they never thought of harnessing it 。 。 。 。〃
Lyra couldn't sit still。 She got up and walked to the window； and stared over the wide bleak darkness with unseeing eyes。 They were too cruel。 No matter how important it was to find out about original sin； it was too cruel to do what they'd done to Tony Makarios and all the others。 Nothing justified that。
〃And what were you doing？〃 she said。 〃Did you do any of that cutting？〃
〃I'm interested in something quite different。 I don't think the Oblation Board goes far enough。 I want to go to the source of Dust itself。〃
〃The source？ Where's it e from； then？〃
〃From the other universe we can see through the Aurora。〃
Lyra turned around again。 Her father was lying back in his chair； lazy and powerful； his eyes as fierce as his daemon's。 She didn't love him； she couldn't trust him； but she had to admire him； and the extravagant luxury he'd assembled in this desolate wasteland； and the power of his ambition。
〃What is that other universe？〃 she said。
〃One of uncountable billions of parallel worlds。 The witches have known about them for centuries； but the first theologians to prove their existence mathematically were exmunicated fifty or more years ago。 However； it's true； there's no possible way of denying it。
〃But no one thought it would ever be possible to cross from one universe to another。 That would violate fundamental laws； we thought。 Well； we were wrong； we learned to see the world up there。 If light can cross； so can we。 And we had to learn to see it； Lyra； just as you learned to use the alethiometer。
〃Now that world； and every other universe； came about as a result of possibility。 Take the example of tossing a coin： it can e down heads or tails； and we don't know before it lands which way it's going to fall。 If it es down heads； that means that the possibility of its ing down tails has collapsed。 Until that moment the two possibilities were equal。
〃But on another world； it does e down tails。 And when that happens； the two worlds split apart。 I'm using the example of tossing a coin to make it clearer。 In fact； these possibility collapses happen at the level of elementary particles； but they happen in just the same way： one moment several things are possible； the next moment only one happens； and the rest don't exist。 Except that other worlds have sprung into being； on which they did happen。
〃And I'm going to that world beyond the Aurora；〃 he said； 〃because I think that's where all the Dust in this universe es from。 You saw those slides I showed the Scholars in the retiring room。 You saw Dust pouring into this world from the Aurora。 You've seen that city yourself。 If light can cross the barrier between the universes； if Dust can； if we can see that city； then we can build a bridge and cross。 It needs a phenomenal burst of energy。 But I can do it。 Somewhere out there is the origin of all the Dust； all the death； the sin； the misery； the destructiveness in the world。 Human beings can't see anything without wanting to destroy it； Lyra。 That's original sin。 And I'm going to destroy it。 Death is going to die。〃
〃Is that why they put you here？〃
〃Yes。 They are terrified。 And with good reason。〃
He stood