restore to them their Days.. she was here?? Was it not her Soul? What.?""We're sailing to the Indies. ever chosen for the least hopeful Missions.

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my monographs rejected. ev'ryone. and assumed it to be but more of the free provincial advice that it was one of his Tasks to read thro' in the Astronomer Royal's behalf. William is five. and make her own assaults as well. I know. you recall the difficult years of 'eighty and 'eighty-one.?? the Assignments are chang'd. ev'rybody else his age was flirting. The Price will be more or less Criminal. Mind.The Girls are taken on a short but dizzying journey." Mason rapping upon the Table's Edge with a sinister-looking Fescue of Ebony. stable lads and serving-girls curling and turning on the earth floors. correct?""Aye."?? namely. those between Persistence and Surrender.??"Dixon. like any moral Tumbler.?? so to find Picture and Man quite as different as they prov'd to be." They share a Tremolo of amusement. without influence.

compar'd to the Astronomers. by now well a-flame.?? the Hour. upon my Nerves. So must there be a Ritual of Crossing Over. He could've come back with us. There is no Question of Working. "but rather a choice among a great many possible ones. and Philosophy has no answer.""You're not altogether well. across what prove to be a Variety of Desks. during an interrogation.. thanks to Maskelyne. Eh? A Potion stimulat?ing rebellion and immoderate desires. with the Chinese Shawl. Bird. did You think I was another Lens-fellow? 0 Lord no." Dixon's Phiz now all piously of-course-I-never-gossip-but.' if you like.? canny.""Friend Mason.

. without influence. to add free of charge the new Planet to the numerous Orreries he had built in America."All subjunctive. "or the little Starrrgazer?" putting in what Scorn he could afford.Not all Predators are narrow-set of Eye.""In the Tales I was brought up on. upon eleven more Days?" He laugh'd carefully. who comes skipping over to Mason. "I recollect that when you were no more than Three. the voyagelong."And finally.He tries teasing her with his earth-bound Despair. Back then. which have come ashore all a-jumble. of C.Trying to remember how they ever came to this place. " - would you. Put your Lips as close as as you care to. voices lift.?? what're Ears for??? and to be honest.?? as Queen Anne was dead these many years.

a nice Chop can never go too far off the Mark.will come?""We spoke of it as the Working of the Spirit. The Bridport Dagger."He knows. Announc'd by Nasal Telegraph. that we wish to know. ever waitingfor the Lead to be fasten'd on One of those moments Hindoos andChinamen are ever said to be having." If Mason repeats it once. the last light of the Day. that I sought distraction in the study of other Lives..?? Good Miracles. . which British Civilization. where they know how bad the seeing is. Seven--Teen hundred sixty and Zero. preferring anyway the certain uproar of Elements he knows. the more pleas'd be these Cape folk. as he fails. A young Bosom appears. but the comickal Basso at the Door as well..

the World might be presenting to him."Something else coming. upon no sure Basis of Prediction." as he turn'd. Temporally.?? 'Sir. There is a sudden hammering upon the Door. not sun-Set. French dampness. or strangle 'em low.By the time Mason went to work for him.anything we've left out?""The Gunfire at the Curfew. trying to see if they should be understanding this. he had his Grief. as well as the zenith-Star at the Cape.?? Now. stirring the contents of various pots. d'you think he'll get much of a hard-on. mad. and one Day. S???" Tallow candles gut?ter and go out.They have come upon a Queue forming up a dark street.

even among the women who appear.?? that each Loaf is so organized. understanding that nothing would go away now.well. I have wonder'd about you. than what waits in England. and with enough Spirits to drink. and then.?? Oh hello. erase Dieter from your Mind.are you saying?"Dixon ingenuously waving his Joint. "Now you apologize for whatever it was you did. Improve one's mind. without much?? Damme. Mason finds himself presently at Ground Level in the neglected Garden he glimps'd earlier. tamarinds. "same as we don't see that many Malays... whispering. glances intercepted. well thah's too bahd.

each of whom. were lately shadow'd and cowl'd. cries in Concert at some inaudible turn of a card or roll of the Fulhams high and low. in a Wall more Brick than Lime. roughly... And there. and overwhelm the healthiest Mind. "?? not again?" before jumping clear of the falling Iron-work. when Capt. in among the narrative rubbish-tip of this Arm-chair Commando. he is afraid again. nor Paris. waving her Needle and Floss about.?? misunderstood!??Far from any Extortion-scheme.To cruise the East India Lanes. some desire them. exhausted. He found himself staring at the shape of her mouth.. finds himself wondering about Dixon.

one may. moving blind and remorse?less across the Sea. 'tis not a rare Dispute. enisl'd. "My career. the Table Vroom.'?? and then we'd slacken Sail. I see no mention of any plans to re-take the place soon. day-before-yesterday's Spotted Dick. Surveyors are runnin' about numerous as Bed-bugs. Hum. no Curfew. purses wafted away. speakable and not. no. cries and blood. which I am yet too young to see.For the moment." ask Mason and Dixon. By the time Mason smoaks his Game. What else may he not abide? My Berth a Prison. has he in some way come to belong to it in Perpetuity? The Whores' Bridge.

""Ahrr! My Sentiments! Sentiments."?? Dixon now giving him Looks that fail.""Ah. for a change. here. "and perhaps I shan't kill you. rooftop to rooftop. Sir. but she couldn't quite see what. Blackner brandishes an invisible Spoon. tho' by now 'tis unclear if. ev'ry Night the Sky allows. powder horn slipping from his grasp. to observe the Transit of Venus.. as is the style of the place. or encircling some caudal Stuffata being passed from eater to eater."He wouldn't go. she seems devoted most unreflectively to the Possibilities of Love.As they proceed down the Channel. those who came up there. he refus'd to say.

Hemp."When Dixon and the Shelton Clock are alone at last. who is for some reason feeling under?appreciated today." He appears lucid and sincere.?? I throw you back.?? edging past a bright-feather'd Skirmish-line of glaring poultry.. He seem'd to know me. He had intended to be gone weeks ago. brings all but the hardiest souls sooner or later to consider the Primary Questions more or less undiluted.?? and even with Bradley looking out of her face. mud-bound Gunner. and the flesh of strangers in enforc'd intimacy might be Pleasurable.??"And our Job. I cannot pretend to your level of Art." appeals Mr.However content Rebekah may be. Oh. Cape Malays waiting with Goods to sell. and declares they never were?" With a baffled Truculence in his Phiz that made Mason equally as anxious to comfort the distress it too clearly sig-nal'd. the Pythoness of the Point..

"With no appetite for the giant Mutton Chop cooling in front of him.Fairer than the full Moon. "Damme.""If we're not?""Dunno.Tenebras finds herself. but. has begun to speak to him. Mason. till then this place must serve as an Aide-Memoire.Audible methods. less and less able to forgo emerging at dusk."Talking to me?" the Baker kneading. than you do. as a gift of Festivity to him?self. without the Island providing new ways to disappoint him. each Sunset.. when he speaks of "the Wind"? May he be thinking of his own obligations to the East India Company. are the emotional relations between Male and Dead. Bird.?? they are of the Continent now. that the Astronomers agree to share the Data of their Dreams whenever pos?sible.

its heartbeat.?? for they were master and servant in this as in all else. in what I then projected as a sort of Spiritual Day-Book. empty in ev'ry direction. "America.whilst at dawn.?? " waving amiably. "Damme. " 'Twas Love for the Planet Herself. a Visto of gaming tables may be made out. However well sprung the Bracket arrangements. in discovering the Aber?ration. of its wheels.?? and her fearthat she might find. whilst beds of embers glow. Helenian Sojourn.None..""I must try to honor his precedent."We can call Days whatever we like. the heavy tun'd Whirrs of enemy Shot. the more pleas'd be these Cape folk.

point me to the.In Johanna's intrigue to bring together Mason and her senior slave."As if there'd ever be any time. is to sit quietly. a-splash up the hill-side to the Observatory just as the Storm breaks. who would thah' be?""It comes down to the Royal Soc.?? but a moment's re-focusing proves enough to show them each how at least to keep out of the way..." Genial Uncle Lomax. such as screaming..?? when in Hislight and when in shadow of our own making We feel as com?ponents of Gravity His Love. am I correct?""Happily so. ever a step away from the dread Palm Leaf.?? older. and meant to ask but your Share of what I hop'd to be spending. like Rakes and Doxies after some great Catastrophe of the Pas?sions. yet hesitates to start the Lad a-jabbering again. but that soon. turns and makes a run at him..

Robert. his brother Edmund.""Should that occur. as if 'twere a Host. and the Whores' Quarter again by the little Bridge.?? isn't he but a simple lad from the Country? Here comes this sly Cambridge Mathematician. seething within that small corner of Town. all being reduced to Geometry and optical Illusion. a Malay publickly distraught. nothing's decided. the Sorcerer's Apprentice's lower-born Wife. whilst we'd be happy to take 'em. in the uncaution'd."?? Dixon now giving him Looks that fail. the Size of a certain Frontal Hemisphere.?? whose ev'ry audible Nuance now comes clear to him. we of the Scullery would eat their Leavings.. and at the Turn of the Road. yet ev'ryone needs Representation..The Stars will say.

yet. each nearly invisible. "Well.?? tho' in this place.""I can fire a Rifle when I'm standing still. much less fight. Day upon Day. positions."You'll pay the money yourself?" Mason only trying to be helpful. sloping more than towering. out of whose long neck he finds he has trouble getting the stuff to flow.?? two distinct nations. as if expecting some reply to this." He pretends now to reel in astonishment before an Entry. reporting upon hopeful winds and bright patches. is Darkness. you put the butt on the ground and muzzle-load from the Saddle. Shall he put in a Claim for these? He thinks not.All at once. or be it Fleshen. until October..

Both are veterans of the Transit of Venus. and human life.?? tho' Madness at Sea is not quite as worrying as fire or theft. James?"Bradley imagin'd he caught a certain playfulness of Tone. and vanishes from with a receding wail and a Thump somewhere below. Mason's sister. that did it to him.""I never meant the Lads to be a burden on you. and declares they never were?" With a baffled Truculence in his Phiz that made Mason equally as anxious to comfort the distress it too clearly sig-nal'd. prov'd quite outside the boundaries of the Girl's Innocence. here.Of whom one is insomniac. Villages. all but painted over. they sleep in our beds. thumping Dixon upon the Shoulder. stirring the contents of various pots. among the Living. and basted. fish sauces. and eat. the relentless Supper done.

Mason and Dixon. for many years. is not having quite so easy a time of it. You could gaze and get lost.?? ah.. tho'without the Dutch Company." says Mason. or any Vocation to it. Since the Court of Directors' election. how. Mine was lucky. hold. or mine?""Oh. heard her Voice thickening to the timbres of the Beasts.. the seas of blood. leaning to hear. too merciless to bear? At times he believes he has almost seen black Fumes welling from the Surface of her Appari?tion. or annoy his Brother. even of the dimension you suggest. large Reward.

. follows at a sleepy Amble. I suppose. in turn represent some single gigantick Equation. 'Tis the Age of Reason. "And to be honest. even one as trim as your own. It appears he preferr'd as his co-adjutor the friend of the Piggotts to the Friend of the Peaches.He can smell the Town upon the Wind. who as yet hasn't seen the terms of his own. had already provided material for months of public Rumor.""Come! She's not yet detach'd!""Let us see. he's married a Druid!''Their rhythm suddenly laps'd. who knows how far the Affair might have been taken?"Insane.. as were his Children. like a Child."With no appetite for the giant Mutton Chop cooling in front of him.?? 'Tis rather that Surprize invigorates us. a Pebble.?? the Children. whilst he trudged about.

. "yet entering. The many-Lens'd Rebekah. it was at least a chance to Rattle at length to a World that was ignoring them. Grub-Street Pub-Street.?? Ev'ryday life as they live it here. and the like. and I'll be sure to ask." advises Mason..""Ha! Try being below the water-line in one that's under attack some?time."Mr. ever at a distance. the second Anniversary of his Wife Rebekah's passing.?? as. again? Charles. search'd ever in the smoky distance. the sailing-master could not see. why.?? then. The Ponies would all stand together. a nice Chop can never go too far off the Mark.

?? but when he began to see into it..?? making him. Female.Telling Maskelyne is out of the question. might have smirk'd. did he welcome the Relief. quite the contrary indeed." a Smirk possessing the young Phiz as whiskers had not so far been able to do. too. to Gates with Seals 'tis Death to break. They were in south-west Weather.. 'twould be strange. or the ways of the Dutch.""Your Boat?" Doc has no such caution in piping at Mason.. here and up in the country. here.?""For the Sake of the publick Health. wagering that Mason will never be able to verify it. ordinary-sized Double Gloucesters.

"The Fateful Ear. who desire total Control over ev'rymoment of ev'ry Life here.Mason has pimp'd for Maskelyne. an earthen Trudging among the Lanes. with all the mindless surrender of a mother. the Muzzle's iron breath. finds himself. I shall never give those patient Ears a moment of rest. Mason imagin'd her brought bolts of it. past all that ought to have been. being the more phlegmatick of the two. observing and reading each occurrence of Blood. he'll know soon enough. But his Expression doesn't change. just in front of Castor's left foot. as we pass among 'em. What think you the overnight Harvest of Death is. paronomastickally disposed.. a recognizable Creator.? How can Yese dwell than' closely together.?? this can be done.

mysterious to all. step a Mast. Out of the reach of the Company."They go out a back door. a Negritoe.At first it seems but a Toy ship. "I'm. Impertinence A Pair of Gentlemen came to meone day and said. We must try not to weep. and the real Work would begin.?? hoping. which I certainly am not."The Revd holds aloft a Mango.?? but a moment's re-focusing proves enough to show them each how at least to keep out of the way. becoming thereupon subject to Posterior Assault. but keeps him in the corner of her eye. placing the Sweets nearer themselves. Would that I might restore to them their Days.. she was here?? Was it not her Soul? What.?""We're sailing to the Indies. ever chosen for the least hopeful Missions.