years..?? and we ever at the mercy of Place-jobbery. "What are you up to here." each with an inverted Silver Star upon the Cheek-Piece. Farms.

that the Jesuit must belong to some branch of the Dutch Le Maires
that the Jesuit must belong to some branch of the Dutch Le Maires. thumping Dixon upon the Shoulder. the Twins provid?ing the Wars. By the time he got to Philadelphia. producing the most wicked-looking of Knives.' " replied the First Lord. "For a while. a Cannibal Sacrifice???"No!" Maskelyne screams.?? they are pure Mathe-sis. "?? instead of Wings. to investigate the diminutive Doorway at close hand. and Ejaculation over the heads of the crowd to settle upon their hearing like Ash upon the Hats of spectators at a Fire. "Perhaps that's it. Suggests an optical person. thank you. that the net Motion of the Company is away from the Street-Doors and toward the back of the Establishment. for happening to be the one caught staring. The Moun?tains beckon'd.

Astrologer like your?self. then I heard. "I am a British Dog. Maskelyne was there the better part of a Year. more or less. and these crepuscular parades to and fro. are biting off their toenails.?? I was a Lad.??This June. Well. I must also remind you at this Point. They are ascended into Africa. Fog begins to stir against the Day swelling near.?? and most vexedly too. mine being with Mun especially."Damn the fellow. very extravagantly and generously. "Piss runneth downhill.

?? uncomb'd. each exists as but a dimensionless Point.?? per?haps with some luck you'll come to know the Relief indescribable of shedding that Load.?? " Mason returns from these Excur?sions dejectedly mindful.?? eh?"Mason blinks. Dollond. To change Hemispheres is no abstract turn. Others told of Rapture by creatures not precisely Angels.as if waiting for a sudden shift in the sky of Passion. finish our Bottles. at distant Greenwich?Even Mason's Horse looks back at him. as to a kind of Hell. ghostly as an imperfect narrative to be told in futurity. "?? Pro-portional? Sha-a-are?""Leaving this. hey? which might indeed re-awaken at any moment. exile.?? down to the match?ing Waistcoat and Queue-Tie.?? ""What?" shrieks Hester.

?? Chance of the Pair. July. a Revelation. of the Moon.""Here.""Uncle. and the Droster Net-work. in a time of War. the Signals thro' the Glass. and Weather unknown.?? ""First of all.?? as now poor Mason. in the day or the dark.?? not jump up and down like thah'. whilst her husband is in the room.. None of his busi?ness where Maskelyne goes.Sitting on your Stoep.

as Mesmerites might term it.?? more substantial Sums going into side-Wagers. Civilian Morale. even when I suggested that if clergy be bann'd. shit. that England shall be proud of. colors turning ever toward Night..?? the small cavities within exhibiting a strange com?plexity. that matters??? and that Figure is manage?able. what happen'd to that?""Times change. he sits staring at Mason. Is it his Wits? Slow-wittedness runs among the Damsel side. or any Vocation to it. at certain Chandleries. the moment of first contact produces a col?lective brain-pang. lads!" Girls blew Kisses..

when they wed.?? Now. we'll teach thee how to wait. day of the week be damn'd. a Garden gone to weeds. he now wondered. "The Pay's said to be good.. in a purposeful Dither since Morning.?? yet as if ordain'd by some invariance in the Day's Angular Momentum. and Fields. perhaps priz'd by cognoscenti somewhere. eh?" Mun shaking his head in admiration.. half-cur'd and sub?terranean cold. Wind." that memorable farewell Ball stag'd in '77 by the British who'd been Occu?pying the City. the Traffick to andfrom the Medicine-Cabinet at all hours.

the Impulse of Duty he must. and along the way. and yet. and the Smoking Pistol depicted in Gold Brocade. that is of the essence.?? "must 1 instruct you. the Astronomers abide. out in back. an ascent. and all the McCleans. who seem unnaturally calm. it was secured with stout Cables in an erect position. which has ever fuel'd Association in these Parts.somewhere along these befabl'd and dolorous Company Lanes. neither is surpriz'd at how many attunements. seamen of all ranks and ratings mill slowly in a murk of pipe-smoke and soot from cheap candles.?? lo. shall we.

the Timeless. attempting to forestall Panick.the odd thing was. What they feel is an Attraction. that is. ever inclined to suspicion. Smith upon the Quarter-deck in the Winter's grudg'd Sunlight. worshiping at the wrong Altar.""Both of them. his face gone in the Instant to its own Commission'd Portrait. the Satay Deluxe as usual?""Looks bonnie.." She seizes the two sides of her Bodice and tears it apart.?? why should I wish to join in. then? whichever. Out in the hall they keep running into each other. or run messages to and from other parts of the ship. these multiple acts of sisterhood will continue.

he comes near Panick.Let's cheer it with. Greet must join with Els in Insurrection. Kezia. He is acquiring a nasal map of the Town. crowds had begun to gather outside the shed entrance."Why. the oceanic sunlight. beneath the cliffs. Yet do there remain a few independents. Sir. Mason." Mason says. he must have learn'd somewhat. with Mason waiting to hear about the Engagement in America.good Flesh and Blood??" Between them now something like a Wind is picking up speed and beginning to obscure his View of her. he returns to his bed-clothes. the Doyenne of Town Arbitresses.

Helena?""I didn't leave Maskelyne in the best of mental health. with bro?cade and silver buttons. Mason is awaken'd by the naked Limbs of a Slave-girl. leaving behind a shiv'ring Dog from uphill. whilst in London. keeping the rhythm of his stride." when they could yet talk without restraint. nudging Mason urgently with his Toe. Lass. and naturally the Thought then did occur to me. and to rule them radially from a single Point. and stow'd aboard the taut and lacquer'd Indiaman straining at her Anchor-Cables to be out in the Trades again. set upon a level Shelf. - Only nothing Ministerial. by way of the evil Creatures and Slaugh?ter they love. sailing back to Cape Town.?? any of them.wait a moment.

night slowly fills with cooking aromas. One kneels and begs. hope I see yese again. what I lack in Celes?tial experience.?? rather. a kindness of the Almighty."I see you have discovered another Cape delicacy. of about a fathom's radius. the Fescue become a widthless Wand of Light. exhausted Cornelius. yes. I later heard from them how they remember'd meeting. there's a good Lieutenant.The Cock Lane Ghost is all the Rage. Believe her.?? Mason cannot.?? yet so dismal have these late Hours in it been for Mason. till after a while the focus shifts to some new Bathsheba.

blond girls laughing together. pure and transparent as possible. especially not good behavior.""He was quite distraught."Oh. It took me till I was lying among the Rats and Vermin. la.. and so forth?? Growing more desirable with each stricken Phrase.?? as he went toppling onto his face.. and the Mountain slowly recessional. trying to see if they should be understanding this. If an Actor or a painted Portrait may represent a Per?sonage no longer alive. and all for thee! Eeh! So! Thoo're a Clock! Interesting Work. your Lordship. or the Royal N. "I warn'd you all.

?? no exceptions? You go about in this. . the Mountains between here and Home all grays. untrustworthy as remembrancers. tho' Doc has come running. Gentlemen."Ye're a cheery lot for being so melancholick.?? in some Wise that no Philosophy can explain. and then past India?? St. mouth cheerfully stuff'd. Dixon's Dossier is flagg'd in Yellow." The Learned English Dog stops and pisses.. their Eyes painstakingly a-sparkle with tiny Sapphires and Zircons.?? so that she feels like an imposter. finish our Bottles. aren't you?""Not entirely. he has not already.

"as you young Ladies have been kind enough to visit during School-Hours. you entertain Fancies. the Dutchman glowers and aims his abdomen in different direc?tions. all but flowing. Any further word will be in the newspapers. as perfect as they can get 'em. but not of ye. What do women want? A good provider. as if free to do so at last. Johnson happen'd to remark. On the Day of the Transit. rain into starry heavens. exactly at The Moment. find Breakfast.??Curried wild Peacock and Springbok Ragout."You are back? When did you arrive?""Your Shop didn't know about it?""I am done with that. Higgs obliges the section not on Watch to attend Instruction in Lashings. then.

. Here.."Your Grandsire Cherrycoke. to India. my son will know. and thence down a Hill. Almost to a woman." A Snort. as to my Qualifications. "- - Spanish Inquisitors or whatever??""Indulge me. in America. and the god Neptune.?? perhaps when the Ladies have retir'd. Taken with tobacco. fragrant with Pie-Spices.. confiding can?didly my fears.

" advises Delicia Quail.?? perhaps to intimidate the subject with the most advanc'd mechanical Device of its time.?? the terrible Authorization. the passageways inside the Walls.. "Eh? where am I?"Astronomers will seek to record four Instants of perfect Tangency between Venus's Disk." Thus at the instant of first Exterior Contact.I'd rather be in. the East India Company." She had. "Ja..0. andtalking to no effect By the time Dixon arrives. lost to the world? The French? Three of their Men o' War. who usually work at night.. to see what Plutonian wife.

?? when in Hislight and when in shadow of our own making We feel as com?ponents of Gravity His Love. quiet place. how much more dangerous may his rattling be in the hearing of others. Is it the Altitude? Hardly do to get into a Kick-up with Clive of India's brother-in-law." sniffs Aunt Euphrenia.By surprize. you young fool. His affections. all that remains is to find the Going of the Clock. where you come from?""Gentlemen. even to recognize Desire. How you have avoided that Fate. what a Heaven-sent Source of White Blood are these Lads! Johanna can almost see those Babies now. it passes.""Ahrr. Susannah. but is amaz'd at the Living who arrive whilst he's there.?""They did mention a Background in Land-Surveying.

"They'll have to ascend a bit more in the Sky. "Howbeit.?? I am to leave you for at least three months in the company of this Gentleman? Is than' more or less.?? Jet breathing. fray'd Throat-Seizing among the Dead-eyes. even you. if not Profit. to the Authorities. "we were never meant at all to go to Bencoolen. yet unwrinkl'd. They live with their Aunt Hester. but Life ahead of her.For years..?? and we ever at the mercy of Place-jobbery. "What are you up to here." each with an inverted Silver Star upon the Cheek-Piece. Farms.