Henri Matisse Interior with Phonograph

yards from Lyra.
In the Aurora's light she saw a great bird, a beautiful gray goose whose head was crowned with a flash of pure white. And yet it wasn't a bird: it was a daemon, though there was no one in sight but Lyra herself. The idea filled her with sickly fear.
The bird said:
"Where is wait on the afterdeck, child."
The goose made his stately way to the stern of the ship, where he looked around, elegant and wild simultaneously, and a cause of fascinated terror to Lyra, who felt as though she were entertainFarder Coram?"And suddenly Lyra realized who it must be. This was the daemon of Serafina Pekkala, the clan queen, Farder Coram's witch friend.She stammered to reply:"I-he's-I'll go and get him...."She turned and scampered down the companionway to the cabin Farder Coram occupied, and opened the door to speak into the darkness:"Farder Coram! The witch's daemon's come! He's waiting on the deck! He flew here all by hisself-I seen him coming in the sky-"The old man said, "Ask him to ing a ghost.