Salvador Dali The Land of Milk and Honey

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indicating woman on it, it opened and there was Dr. Malone silently beckoning her in.
She entered, puzzled. This wasn't the laboratory, it was a washroom, and Dr. Malone was agitated.
She said, "Lyra, there's someone else in the lab—police officers or something. They know you came to see me yesterday—I was just showing her where the washroom is…"
There was no need for her to be so anxious, thought Lyra, but perhaps she wasn't used to danger.
The woman in the corridor was young and dressed very smartly, and she tried to smile when Lyra came out, but her eyes remained hard and suspicious.I don't know what they're after, but I don't like it. What's going on?""How do they know I came to see you?""I don't know! They didn't know your name, but I knew who they meant—""Oh. Well, I can lie to them. That's easy.""But what is going on?"A woman's voice spoke from the corridor outside: "Dr. Malone? Have you seen the child?""Yes," Dr. Malone called. "