作品简介：
Will tugged at his mother's hand and said, Come on,e on...
But his mother hung back. She was still afraid. Will looked up and down the narrow street in the evening light, along the little terrace of houses, each behind its tiny garden and its box hedge, with the sun glaring off the windows of one side and leaving the other in shadow. There wasn't much time. People would be having their meal about now, and soon there would be other children around, to stare andment and notice. It was dangerous to wait, but all he could do was persuade her, as usual.
作者:菲利普·普尔曼
标签:魔法神刀HisDarkMaterialsTHESUBTLEKNIFE菲利普·普尔曼