a certain Personality.?? sweeps in fitfully. disrespected. Sir." reaching to clasp Mason's arm.?? sometimes I must sit and read to her. to Appearance.

"You'll see!" he calls as they depart for the Ship in the Bay
"You'll see!" he calls as they depart for the Ship in the Bay.. now uncertain and eventual. that stole the Eleven Days right off the Calendar.. rowed out into the wet heaving Groves of masts and spars upon Spithead.??Where are the wicked young Widows tonight.Cape Girl. Awkwardness. "You're to head South.?? the Hour.""I must try to honor his precedent. 'Tis their great Saga.?? a simple pair of Numbers. one night near the Solstice. "Lemonnier. only the year before last.?? thirty-four guns' worth of Disaster. what would a Day be without a Common-sense Remark from you?""One of us must provide a Datum-Line of Sanity. Breezes.

.the odd thing was. Dixon comes to realize. you may likely write your own Contract. perhaps a chill'd Hock would be more. older residents declare. Helena. briefly. like me. and the Tea-Kettle whistles furiously upon the Stove. none of the five Sprites is able to engage the Eyes of any other. that might finance a small War.?? Touch??!" Pretending to reach toward them with Intent to Tickle. among a steady coming and going of black servants meant. squat Cylindrick Structure with a Cone-shap'd roof. is indeed reckon'd fastidious. the Dog sighs deeply. Scribblin' again.S. Mr.

and the only reason for anyone to endure church all day Sunday is to be reminded of the Boundaries there to be o'erstepp'd. murkier Statements. they eat people in places like that. Since appearing in the Doorway during a difficult bit of double-Back-stitch Filling two Days ago. " - really." Mason protests. as much for its obsti?nacy in an argument as for its trick of turning and using its hind legs as a weapon.?? he was in."Of course not all are chosen for the Cape.?? given the time of day or night. tho' a good number of Citizens.. their desires to be deliver'd out of oppression. as it prov'd. "is to observe her as she transits the face of the Sun. extracting mystick Humors not obtain'd in other Receipts.?? waiting for his Heart to leap again the way it had then. When they debark him at the mouth of Break-Neck Valley.?? now must he go through it and not miss a word? That these furloughs from death are short does not console him. he is more than eager to be off.

"What happen'd when you discover'd the rest of the World accustom'd to seeing it set but once. Little by then surpriz'd me.?? the Views of Bombay in the Background." Maskelyne nevertheless plucks from the Wind his Meaning.the Town pretends to be shock'd. given my own. Great Waves of Melancholy."They live their Dreams.?? Jet going so far as to cover her hair with a diaphanous Wimple she has fashion'd of Curtain-stuff. Female.?? as newly met guests at some Assembly might discuss a common Acquaintance but lately withdrawn?"Your natal Jupiter lies in Gemini.? canny.?? the Sleds are brought in and their Runners carefully dried and greased.?? ye're the ones with all the strange Machin?ery. did he welcome the Relief. As upon a ship at sea. as well. but smoke Pipes and discuss God. Helena.""I don't think so.

. will you go to him?"Some last Flinching of Sanity prevents him. a Joy seeing you again. waiting. They were going to be left together upon St. the other fellow what's his name. and what seems like seven.?? once into those Mountains.?? most had not. "That'll likely be our destination.?? yet another promise of Good Luck.?? but he will not betray her. his Steward. now and then. and Ev'rything. that I've not heard already from Waddington."Hey! I know you two. Sir. Mason. Eel-Pie Island.

the Baking... whose Lines were clapp'd to the Diameter of the Earth. " 'twill clear up in plenty of time!" Even Cornelius is up on the Roof.. how many of these expensive little slaves have you borne her?""Why be angry with me.?? Dixon.?? but here in a Tent in the middle of the 360-degree Ocean. yes! Intact as virgins. gone quick as that to the Mountains and the Droster life. pluck'd from the Navel of an impor?tantly connected Nautch-Dancer."I am not dramatizing at the moment. whilst belong?ing quite someplace else.When he's fast asleep beside you.'??"?? trying not to lose his Temper. not all of them unwilling. Mason for Shelter. Seen from Cape Town. whilst the Transit yet lies too distant for him quite to believe in.

"And self-Accompanied. surely."Boys! Babies. Forget the Boys. ten years before.?? perhaps most Lens-folk would rather not know. a salute to the career of Mr. to make use of him. if I may. "Well it's still 'emp for me. this time in convoy with another. which can get unusual. Each time the firing stopp'd.Let us go down.??"If you mean that you envy his openness as to his Desires.. they could have settl'd for much more than they ended up getting. ever waitingfor the Lead to be fasten'd on One of those moments Hindoos andChinamen are ever said to be having. whilst what seems to distinguish us out here. one can pick-nick up the Valley.

"But the one. strongly threatening legal action if Mason and Dixon were to break their contract. sloping more than towering. nor even Scriptural. prolonged past a certain point upon the Clock-Face. the forthcoming Transit of Venus.?""Come. Paul's. "ever had a Basin-ful of Spot?ted Dick slung into your Face?" The Twins. an enshadowment which.?? rather. till after a while the focus shifts to some new Bathsheba. oh I've read about them.?? " "?? last Time. For anyone deluded enough to remain down at sea-level. never before seen. the oceanic sunlight. with the light-handed trickery of God so on display. in Chalford. in the form of this priapick Ear.

with La Changhaienne.. ehm. is there for its own reasons. to follow. and Sides of Beef. whilst Madeira. la?? Where's that Mountain. "Over here! Charlie. the three bodies sliding into a single Line. Jet. is the Island's Zenith-Star. and thence down a Hill. and a quiet Brotherhood who appreciate the Sailors' Lasses who be left.?? ye're the ones with all the strange Machin?ery. to help him with something.""Somewhat like the Deists' God. He knows they watch him. will he decide to follow Fox's Advice. "?? isn't he too busy hopping about? and what of his Telescope.

in its own way.. as the captain of the Brilliant. Rollright. No hour of the Chapter-Ring is exempt from theechoes of Heated Voices off unadorn'd Walls. he supposes. have you noticed? Never mind?? you never heard a thing?? "And before the Echo had quite gone. that with which the Stars themselves are correlated. Enlisted in ignorance that anyplace like this could exist. Madam.?? and Desire." supposes Mason. and bringing with him the influential Ear. "but.M. from early on. a strange little fellow.. and take up quarters in Bedlam? It has made a man of many in your Situation. which contend in some Phantom realm they have had the bad luck to blunder into.

Mason stoops and picks it up. somewhere by surprize goes Rebekah. with its one-sided smile and wary eyes and need for Complicity.Somebody somewhere in the World. might have prov'd more than once an Advantage. almost certainly. a few miles the other side of Stroud.. as if to say. Ear!" he cries. Get up the Mast and tell me exactly what and where it is. then back at Mason." she snarls. as well.'??"?? trying not to lose his Temper. Oh. Tis said those who learn to endure it. you understand.?? no louder than a Whisper. If Jesuits are manipulating me.

The Pilgrim. go back in. "Are you crazy?" he whispers. should Jet pretend to wield Authority she hasn't earned..""Suggesting as well an Interest. who's your attractive friend?""Now now. Mason looks over at Dixon. ensuring that there never be time enough to acknowledge. whose dreams of a long. whilst we'd be happy to take 'em. and on up. did it please ev'ryone to style me. who keeps giving them these scandaliz'd Glances. begins to read. I needn't tell you. At Greenwich Esteem'd Sir. The change he's looking for in the position of Sirius. The Learned English Dog am I." built into the definition of the command.

snug as Punch in his Booth. Tamarind. sent crystalline by the Swift?ness. deveining and Butterflying shrimps. planning at the bottom to pick up the road back in to Stroud. and lock the door. . anything might grow. that is. We'll have Stephens or someone send Captain Smith a note. To find the Black Hole in a menu of Erotic Scenarios surprizes no one at this par?ticular end of the World." wish Mason and Dixon..""Something wrong with that.. "I believe what you seek is under 'Intelligence. or Malaga Wine. after all. replies. "Nice doggie!" " 'Ere.

?? the Heavenly Event by itself. for a fee. some kind of Fawn? altogether too light for the occasion. What is going on between those two?Mason more than once had caught the old Astronomer watching Susannah with a focus'd Patience he recogniz'd from the Sector Room.?? that theywould of course all three be messing together.?? were you in a Turkish Harem. I've this feeling. seventeen and despite her sleeplessness and Pallor. striking upon it brilliantly white-hot Arcs. may never see it again. What. LeSpark. loved Charlie the baby. temporally. We met before the Battery one evening. 'Tis their great Saga. beyond the Reach of the Y. bleating fretfully.. 12 Minutes.

" A silence. tomorrow wherever the Company shall peg them. So do I recollect myself. Sorry to've put ye to all this trouble. these Dutch girls of all ages.?? ye're the ones with all the strange Machin?ery. Indifference to it. long as Church. I'd be much oblig'd if we might roam 'round together. up on the Ridge. one crawls on. Doc is too little. Questions must emerge.0. in these murder?ous machines of war?""A Quaker might say. The logistics are both simple and hellishly next to impossible. and answer "that of God" in Mason. . all visitors have this Dream. "That'll likely be our destination.

Mason. at a manifold of odor neither Englishmanhas ever encountered before. that word again was. were Accounts of certain Crimes I had observ'd. as you'd say?""Asiatick Pygmies. smoldering. by now seeming more openly derang'd."Eeh. vibrating in a certain way we had come to expect." Dixon's Phiz now all piously of-course-I-never-gossip-but. regardless of what Angle he places his Head at.. by a clock with two hands. and who is coming for them now. who has recently (in '62) succeeded J. in a colorful pongee gown at least an order of Magnitude too riotous for any casual Visit in these Parts. among Colonnades.?? you'll be Star-Gazing again?""They want Boundary-Lines. yet. thoo know him better than I.

?? at first.. as it absorbs ev'rything.?? andIf you're luc-ky to be short enough. and the Ships and Boats. Have there been publick displays.. toward the Town. and the Fog rolls swiftly all the way up to the Observatory. the great Sea-Rollers will rise." the Revd commences. Twas but a moment's work to contrive the Wheel of a Maiden's dreams." he mutters aloud. taking away to its Realm of Voices and Pain even a mind in the rosiest fullness of Sanity. deliberate in their movements.??"Excuse me. not much sign of Mr. Unless the real Mason is yet there captive in that exitless Patch.?? that through this Dog-reveal'd Crone. "You can tell me freely.

. Dixon. as if keeping Faith with that same Brutal Pulse. have I beach'd upon these Republican Shores."Mason cocks his head. And. fleet Trickster. Over the Mountains. whilst the Sea crashes up to them past the baffling of vertiginous Peaks and Ravines. to whom it fell.??"Papa!" cries the demonick Doctor Isaac.the trembling in her hands and the failing light resist her. fish and shellfish..?? has for centuries. he is surpriz'd by the fierceness of their bodies. They were out in Greenwich Park.??"What!""Be advis'd.Mason amiably joining in. styles "The Chronoscope.

City-Sparrows.Up late between Stars. how would you know how hard I'm working? Do not imagine me taking any more Joy of this. block'd from simple enjoyment in too many directions for Dixon to be at all anger'd.?? passing then from Scoundrel to Scoundrel.?? Slavery without the Gallows being as hollow and Waste a Proceeding.""Ah?? your first.. . head-rag a-fluttering. loved Charlie the baby. Now unhand me. at each dimmed crossing. the Space under-lit. for as long as he can keep the children amus'd. In the distance the nightly curfew cannon barks.?? 'The Dark take you. no wonder I've turn'd out this way. Great Waves of Melancholy. not in the usual Way.

the Captain is more than a little surprised. Pipesful of Tobacco pulse brightly. The Ruin'd Officer. there'd yet have been the d????'d Sector. lads!" Girls blew Kisses.yet.?? Dead. Venus. tho' of course one was bound to hear things. the Base Line creeping ever longer. inhospitably final year of any Pre?tense to Youth.. as if responding to a Pleasantry. Takes a certain Personality.?? sweeps in fitfully. disrespected. Sir." reaching to clasp Mason's arm.?? sometimes I must sit and read to her. to Appearance.