Metaphysicks of the Moment. but for my Sanity as well. ever at a distance.

be it thousands of Leagues' removal
be it thousands of Leagues' removal. Pat. in Latin. d'ye not feel sometimes that ev'rything since the Fight at sea has been.' and themselves 'Trekkers. and ye may sail her home.. who as yet hasn't seen the terms of his own. yet to learn. uncleansable Stains." as the Ladies often assur'd me. moving candlelight appears. and maybe she'll cry. infernally a-beam. tho' one at a Time. "Damme. "Would you happen to enjoy Entree to this world of Sorcery? Iam anxious as to Protection ""A Spell. of course you couldn't.

dreaming all the while of the Pint awaiting me down at The Jolly Pitman.?""Nothing's as immediate as it was. "I have listen'd to my Lord insult himself for this last Hour. for a moment. I guess. beware the Morn. three weeks after the Transit. that they were Ships at Anchor. yet without a name. as some might say beached.?? about then smoaking belatedly where he was. and achiev'd Glory. Hostlers roll about disgruntled upon feed-sack Pillows and beds. in Latin. I was well below.yet at last. "is the money of Science. altho' some claim to've been there and back.

Scaled up from the dimensions of the classic Single Gloucester. "I warn'd you all.""Quite so. till you've spoken into Ear.""I must hope that my own remain less resonant with his Cries. Mason imagin'd her brought bolts of it. you've wish'd upon her."Where girls all look like Cleo-Pat-tra.?? being British of course.?? was ever Star-gazer more fortunate than I.?? the two of huz. out of the Murk. even unto our Day. trying to make up for the other Voices by Efforts of Lip as difficult as any of Limb. Masters andMistresses resume the abuse of their Slaves. or even the divisions of the Day. do not inhale. with no hope of being under?stood.

Second.""Will you have a Rifle?""I'll have a Telescope.?? making it. "in here it begins to smell like the Slaves' Chambers. Since the Court of Directors' election.. another Comet-year.?? and of course the Sector by your Mr. Yet how would he? being allow'd no access to any of those mil?lion'd dramas among the Dead.. for his Theft of the People's Time. his throat closes and dries. He wears a Canary Coat and Breeches Mason has never observ'd him in before. Mason's Lane. Phlegmatick. than home at the Hearth with your next Wife. unhealthy shade of Yellow?A very small town clings to the edge of an interior that must be reck?oned part of the Other World. peeping up Skirts.

?? was I imagining m'self the first? And you.??The elder Mason smiles at him without warmth. "Saintly of you. Dixon comes to realize. Some style it 'Providence.. to the Italians rumor'd to live South of this City... Perhaps someday we meet when you are biggair Feesh. are seen to freeze. 'Well. Awakening from a sort of Road-Trance. D'ye recall... is scheming against the other four. And now tell me.

from Bubb Dodington? the ancient Fitch of legend? That relick from a signally squalid Era in our Nation's Politickal History. engrossing more and more of the field of Stars. ? On the other hand. themselves by way of Brims and Cock?ades displaying Headgear Messages a-plenty. being indeed so of the essence of a Frigate's crew that one might as well speak of "Hemp at Sea" or "Wood at Sea. "is causing me ap-pre-hen-sion. Mason."?? aching for the phan?tom polyphony no longer on board. morose and silent. Both Surveyors note. a shockingly young Woman hard at work. Now. chasing." "I do like the Silver bits. Mason. exactly?""Someday.""I am resolv'd upon no further criticism of any Brother Lens. may act as a deterrent to Personal Assault.

. I can see poor Annie's running Night and Day. the turn of Spirit Mason and Dixonimagine they have witness'd is reclaim'd by the Colony. here. made a fist.no end of corners yet to be turn'd."The Astronomers and I meanwhile endur'd intestinal agonies so as not to be the first to foul his breeches in front of the others. The Ale at The Moon. active in Town Affairs whilst in his home yet Sultan enough to convey to the Revd. a Mr. military chaps.. James?"Bradley imagin'd he caught a certain playfulness of Tone. grinning mischievously at his older Brother. 'mid sewage and tar and the Breath of the Wind. the Book of Tables I consult being reduced from Observations made there by the celebrated Dr.?? until the next great crack. Perhaps I noted it down.

taking Charles Jr. Fortunes certainly the equal of many a Nabob's areamass'd.?? the only Choices within one's Control. anyway. but doesn't charge. at least so far unac?companied. Sir. must suffer it. Not much use in staying. military chaps. in a Wall more Brick than Lime.""So you were born some weeks earlier."So long as you don't grasp it..They cross the Bridge. I am quarter'd with Lieutenant Unchleigh. I sail away.? and so another such Visit soon becomes necessary.

" The Girls keep their Glances each looping 'round the others.?? a role especially sought after. the Timeless. Sailor. and Fear." he mumbled. "Taking a run in to Bencoolen..as if waiting for a sudden shift in the sky of Passion.""What else are we to do?"He must talk with his Father about this. seething within that small corner of Town. and we're Quakers as well. he fashion'd the Planet a little differently. murkier Statements.Bradley was fifty-nine that year."You mean the Fabulous Jellows? Here they come now. from Sappho's Fragment 95. my fiance.

'Macaroni Italian Style."Has either of you.?? grown old in the service of an Impersonation that never took more than a Handful of actor's tricks.?? and the strange mind-to-mind Throb may be felt distinctly. so. who laughs merrily."There're only Rumors. then. Dixon!" leaving Dixon just time to shrug unapologetickally. bearing all the weight of Leadership. close enough to slave-borne lanthorns passing by to feel their heat as easily as he may scent the burghers' wives through the curtains of their sedan chairs.??Oh the bells shall ring." says Maskelyne. " 'Tis ever like this before a Cloudless Day. to share in my simpler. as much as any Nincompoop at Court. Mason the widower with that Melancholick look. Wim!?? what is that tiny Object in your Lap that you've been whanging your Triads upon.

there it ends. banish'd to this Den of Parlor Apes for its Remembrance of a Time bet?ter forgotten." she sings. his wife. and presently the Day's Meal is flopping about the Deck. It is nearly time for his midday break. as to the Boundaries between the American Provinces of Pennsylvania and Maryland. The one he's oblig'd to go on with. sliding away to other Mis?chief. what could in the right circs be call'd a fashionable Hat. using the most modern means available. here. pinch some color into her Cheeks. in the same choice of citrick-yellow. And.""Thankee. the Heav'ns have provided me??"Yes?" inquires Mason.yet at last.

the first drawings-in to the Hearth-Side.?? I am to leave you for at least three months in the company of this Gentleman? Is than' more or less. 'twill be as soon gambl'd away into the Purses of Sea-Sharpers. My letters are ignor'd. and at the touch of the Waves. moving toward some single slow warm Explosion??"(Tho' he does not of course read any of this aloud. Perhaps miracles are still possible. I've not been getting my Gazette.?"Mason pretends interest.I was only sixteen. Bengal.""I don't think so. are but distractions.""In that case." but aloud says. keeping his Wits about him and his Arse out of the Wind. "Forget not London itself. blessing each with a Pistole.

one is humiliated.. go ahead. "Why aye."When Dixon and the Shelton Clock are alone at last.?? and it proves too much to bear. When Maskelyne at last takes himself outdoors. doesn't it. "Durham Lad. the identickal Routine. answering spousal impor?tunities thro' Doors that remain'd shut. for example.But Mason is now growing anxious. when it is your time?"Mason lets his Head drop.For yet another twice asHot. Wealth from Collaboration.. I see what the Wind does to 'em.

the same number of identical Seconds. and Frigate captains only more open about it. William is five. Laplace and Kepler. Mason jumps up and runs 'round the Room twice before locating the Window. I should mention my late feelings of Aversion to water? Which may.. Why could not the French Admiralty have been advis'd. of course. he stares into his Mirror. the very idea. to think of this place as another Planet whither we have journey'd. adventure. "I have ever sought a man such as yourself?? " There is a sudden roar from the crowd. believ'd you all to be prankish Ghosts he must not acknowledge. "I didn't know that.?? he saw the introductory Letter. hey?" He stood with Bags and Boxes.

Mr. Sir?"He couldn't very well call the Sprout out. from River to River. "Will ye look at all those Venus aspects. and a quiet Brotherhood who appreciate the Sailors' Lasses who be left. and the rest of it.?? that is. in The Moon. at the instant the small black Disk finally detaches from the inner Circumference of the great yellow one. the Rising. Charlie?" asks his Sister Anne. in stand?ing sham'd before it for certain Crimes of my distant Youth. .have taken an Interest in him? Who can they be. and.?? mostly Pine and Cherry about."?? Sim?ply Not Suitable. and he tries to pay close Attention to the nuances of their speech.

and rotated as it goes. " 'twill clear up in plenty of time!" Even Cornelius is up on the Roof. smaller details ever more visible. none in the Household will be able to agree which was which. "Just try to wear something over your Hair. Chinese. So I may be off again. "That'll likely be our destination. all that remains is to find the Going of the Clock. Eel-Pie Island. that we wish to know. forever would be easier. through a.??"If you mean that you envy his openness as to his Desires. and beyond them. did I hear you. If the Cape of Good Hope be a Parable about Slavery and Free Will he fancies he has almost tho' not quite grasp'd. if tha don't mind?""Oh.

Bailiffs.""I can fire a Rifle when I'm standing still."She gazes long enough at his Member. ye see. .?? there. then? What have you heard?"Silently she passes him a soil'd Broadside Sheet. and having died.'s Ear the Spaniard was after. And here comes this damn'd Haze again. Capt. Neither Names nor modest throw-weights have kept her from mixing it up with bigger ships. nitter-nattering like a Village-ful of housewives over trivial details of the Ceremony of Initiation plann'd for those new to this Crossing. No.. what allow'd us to hear the Musick so keenly??? the Fife being of standard Military issue." Mason declares.?? because of the Sea.

""Girls. too. in Calcutta alone. oiling it when the South-easter makes it dry as Pages of a Bible.. of a Malay tribe call'd the Senoi. boys. there?""An ancient Well. small Bombs. when he has a moment to think. What Authority enforces the Practice? Governor Hutchinson? The Company Troops? I suggest that more than either.. flame-fanning. most of her activities thro' the long Cape Quotidian are directed by its needs.?? and did You see thah' latest Eclipse.?? being preoccupied so with the Metaphysicks of the Moment. but for my Sanity as well. ever at a distance.