Leroy Neiman The 1st at Spyglass

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There was a squeal of brakes, a shout, a bang. He flung himself down to look.
Lyra was lying on the grass. A car had braked so hard that a van had struck it from behind, and knocked the car forward . On the grass next to him, Lyra was moving her head about, blinking hard. Will saw the wasp Pantalaimon crawling dazedly up a grass stem beside her.
"You all right?" Will said. "Move your legs and arms."
"Stupid!" said the woman from the car. "Just ran out in front. Didn't look once. What am I supposed to do?"
"You still there, love?" said the van driver.
"Yeah," muttered Lyra.anyway, and there was Lyra, lying still—Will darted through after her. No one saw him come; all eyes were on the car, the crumpled bumper, the van driver getting out, and on the little girl."I couldn't help it! She ran out in front," said the car driver, a middle-aged woman. "You were too close," she said, turning toward the van driver."Never mind that," he said. "How's the kid?"The van driver was addressing Will, who was on his knees beside Lyra. Will looked up and around, but there was nothing for it; he was responsible