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looped and swayed, they sprayed apart, they burst into showers of radiance that suddenly swerved this way or that like a flock of birds changing direction in the sky. And as Lyra watched, she felt the same sense, as of trembling on the brink of understanding, that she remembered from the time when she was beginning to read the alethiometer.
She asked another question: Is this Dust? Is it the same thing making these patterns and moving the needle of the alethiometer?
The answer came," Lyra said.
"Clearer? That's the clearest it's ever been!"
"But what does it mean? Can you read it?"
"Well," said Dr. Malone, "you don't read it in the sense of reading in more loops and swirls of light. She guessed it meant yes. Then another thought occurred to her, and she turned to speak to Dr. Malone, and saw her open-mouthed, hand to her head."What?" she said.The screen faded. Dr. Malone blinked."What is it?" Lyra said again."Oh—you've just put on the best display I've ever seen, that's all," said Dr. Malone. "What were you doing? What were you thinking?""I was thinking you could get it clearer than this