John William Waterhouse The Lady Clare

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probably shivering too.
She reached up and lifted the nearest skull gently out of its resting place.
"What you doing?" said Roger. "You en't supposed to touch em."
She turned it ," said Lyra. "It's his daemon. Must be."
"Better put it back," said Roger uneasily, and Lyra upturned the skull and dropped the disk back into its immemorial resting place before returning the skull to the shelf. Each of the other skulls, they found, had its own daemon-coin, showing its owner's lifetime companion still close to him in death.
"Who d'you think these were when they were alive?" said Lyra. "Probably over and over, taking no notice. Something suddenly fell out of the hole at the base of the skull - fell through her fingers and rang as it hit the floor, and she nearly dropped the skull in alarm."It's a coin!" said Roger, feeling for it. "Might be treasure!"He held it up to the candle and they both gazed wide-eyed. It was not a coin, but a little disc of bronze with a crudely engraved inscription showing a cat."It's like the ones on the coffins