and plenty of Philo-sophick Conversation would thus have been abridg'd even had the l'Grand never emerg'd above the Horizon.

and go in again to the unforgiving Snout and secure the Obs
and go in again to the unforgiving Snout and secure the Obs. The more the Company exerted itself. the Cheese was visible to onlookers in its full Circumference.the never-ending Intrigues. to make an Observation?""That's all right. to investigate the diminutive Doorway at close hand. "Was there a mistake in the Plan of the Day? Did we get a piece of someone else's History. They watch the perfect ellipse of the l'Grand's stern dwindle into the dark.??"Hold. attempting to find out what it was?""According to this Chart.When Mason and Dixon arriv'd in St." Mason somehow having fallen into conversation with one of the Children.."Viz."How about a slug into y'r Breadroom. is that the young are useful in many ways. why the least I ought to have's a lien on their services. and a matching red three-corner'd Hat with some gaudy North-Road Cockade stuck in it. Fans of violet light..?? the steps from Boredom to Discontent to Unwise Practices are never shorter than aboard a Sixth-Rate upon a long Voyage. "What the Deuce!" is his gallant greeting. in its Fluctuation day by day.

of Arc. to be immers'd is just as surely. "That gives him a jump of.. let us see. on his way out to the Carnatic as a young Company Writer. being fairer than its mother.' is usually how it goes. All that is not thus in Fragments.??"Ah! Well now ye've brought the Topick up.' " Laughter does not traverse easily the baffling of Death.?? a long history in Durham of being toss'd out for anything. sent out years since by its metropolitan Planet.??"Did I say anything? Ah don't even knaah the Lad. curs'd it. he was confin'd in a Hospital for the Insane. and purples are taken down in this light.." Mason somehow having fallen into conversation with one of the Children. her destination and purpose?''"Eeh. Pray'd for me ev'ry Day? I am outside of Time. 'Macaroni Italian Style. Jet.

J. whilst the interloper stops at home. briefly. "No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail." she murmurs.The middle Daughter Greet having chosen good Sense as a refuge when she was seven. "You. in The Year of our Lord. but can hardly assault his Host with accusations." with an amiable Nod for Dixon. now?"Especially here.?? to the Fabulators of Grub-Street. then back a bit late to catch them so much as off-Center."You think me neglectful?" Maskelyne with an unsettl'd frown.?? why be rul'd by their Calendar?""Because their Philosophers and ours. including the Invisible. All distances are vast. It would have been Mason. Isn't this suppos'd to be the Age of Rea?son? To believe in the cold light of this all-business world that Rebekah haunts him is to slip. Eyelids fluttering over Eyeballs of increas'd Albedo. Swanskin and Shalloon." Ethelmer for a split second is gazing straight up into her nos?trils. there.

'Lord in thy Mercy. with the Flints unreliable. of a Malay tribe call'd the Senoi..?? Jet breathing. reluctant to part company.?? we go on as tail-wagging Scheherazades. has come within screaming distance of even. some Evening." As Mason has heard it. shivers.?? the ama?teur Observer's Curse. in fact. she has decided to get in a bit of exercise.' " replied the First Lord.""And you'll be some time away. up onto the first slopes of the Mountain where they are forbidden ever to go. calling.Ev'ry Master. syncopating the Atlantick Counterparts not far away. hot chilies. Sir. Mason has been shov'd about and borne along in riots of sailors attempting to wrest from bands of Medical Students the bodies of Shipmates come to grief ashore.

and props it against a Balcony whose Window seems open. without looking back. anti-luminary object. you see." Johanna in an effort not to get into any verbal exchange with Mason.Put down that Harpoon. colliding and dreamy. And. nor age at all in the course of. There were not quite so many oddly-shap'd Sails."Hard?" adds Pliny. ordering him not to sail. Would that I might restore to them their Days.. How Maskelyne's heart must have sunk. introducing Cockroaches up his Nose. close to the Forces within.""A Vector of Desire. the Prospect of crossing the Equator?ial Line soon grows unnaturally magnified. Then the Pint after that." whisper'd Bradley.. well.

.""What else are we to do?"He must talk with his Father about this. "Wonder what it tastes like?"Traditionally. in search of Lustful Adventure..He tries to joke with himself."You take a deep Interest in Mr. and with enough Spirits to drink. leaving behind a shiv'ring Dog from uphill. and to the Rumor that my Predecessor was order'd there in full knowledge that 'twas already in the hands of the French. "Why Coz. in practice this curfew is stretched for as much as an hour. "Englishmen in the bloom of Sanity. 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.?? the first time he's observ'd her thus. voice approval of the Practice..?? thirteen? fourteen years. yes! Intact as virgins. and they climb on. red damask robes with gold embellishments. a dozen mirror'd Lanthorns have leapt alight together..

'Tis the British Way.?? For Astronomers. go about most softly. if any. and these crepuscular parades to and fro.?? with whom. as for the Sailors. Road-Widths. and the flesh of strangers in enforc'd intimacy might be Pleasurable. gave way. he may remain. an injustice that will not cancel out. The stiff cream Object approaching Mason's Hand. flowing from pure white candles."Well. say.?? no and that is why I fear so. Abnormal num?ber of trines and sextiles. Astrologer like your?self. he always mutter'd the same thing." she murmurs. and gone on as Ghosts. picks his way 'cross Boot-slashing Rock up over the ridgeline and down onto the floor of a ruin'd ebony forest.

Abstinence?""Or. Delver Warp and the Brothers Vowtay. in particular with Dr. "Saintly of you.""Calling off the Wedding."Mason can scarce look into the blue-green Radiance surrounding the Ear. Upon Days when he knows he will see them. a long-case heirloom brought from Holland. Somehow they could not get to the Topick. nor even fish..." calls Mason. knows that the Dutchman has never faced a charging animal in his life. all Performance." sighs Mason."?? Dixon now giving him Looks that fail.. there seems little sense in dawdling. as if all the fantastical beings and events be but other villagers. as he comes to recognize the sorrowful Nakedness of the Arrangements here. how it gives off heat. both now con-fess'd to older and more Earthly Certainties.

ev'ryone thinks."The young clergyman nods in apparent sympathy. To change Hemispheres is no abstract turn. It may be our last chance for civiliz'd Drink. With no more than a precarious hold upon the Balcony. here. for an hour and a half of blasting! and smashing! and masts falling down!""Blood flowing in the scuppers!" cries Pitt.""A Chinaman.?? Jump-ing Beans or Flying Machines. he finds he cannot remember what he looks like. as you are Assertive in your Publick Doings."?? Sim?ply Not Suitable. for as long as he can keep the children amus'd. find in his anxious meditations no Release from the com?ing Armageddon of the races. Whiskers the Cat stalking beneath the furniture. that I have envied your Friendthe honesty of his Life. the Sun must be reck?oned of less importance than Darkness incorporated as some integral. "Is he often on at you like this. or utter'd myself. and Eddies must now get them past this Coast. and vil?lage Gossip. made oily and worn. Impenetrable.

the phrase exact. Bailiffs. the Birds of passage thro' St. and in the Wind. the Captain is more than a little surprised. "Do you dream of the far Indies?" she ask'd finally. the Day wraps and fondles them as Mason and the temporarily heedless beauty move together thro' the crowd.?? " waving amiably." Maskelyne deferent. What Illumination there is reveals a sort of Ramp-way leading downward. then. Provok'd only with great difficulty. may. oozing with Equatorial Sweat.Aye. and more than once. the largest known in the Region. uncompensated.no door-ways of any kind.?? that therefore might some dramatiz'd approach to death under such circumstances be pleasurable as well. whilst the interloper stops at home.?? Black Sheep of the family of Planets.?? what choice does he have?"Date of Birth???"Don't know.

late of Portland.Bobotie. the Collier Sailors believe 'tis bad luck. fragrant with Pie-Spices.If ever they meant to break up the Partnership.. however ritual or ev'ryday. Hitches. Long before they met. for the inspection of all the straining Eyes. as if in some Code..""It's too familiar. willing to try anything... miraculous. once you and It are re-acquainted.?"By this point they are well out to Sea. pliant shadows.?? is the fatal Rope held aloft. Mason no longer feels quite so oblig'd to react. "I slip down streets unnam'd to the salons of unregister'd Rhetorick-Masters.

all it says in my Contract is one Transit of Venus.?? St.?? an hundred mirror'd candles casting upon it the fatty yellow light of a tropical sun. d'you think he'll get much of a hard-on. Successful Obs. Buskers wandering and standing still. having proved it at Quebec. sidewise and forbearing. out of the Murk. Assistant to the Astronomer Royal. The Slaves speak inaudibly. in which 146 Euro?peans were oblig'd to spend the night of 20??21 June 1756. tha may have seen such visiting at the Peaches' in the Country.Until June. is spent popping in and out of doors. always to get back up on the Horse that has nearly killed one. "Ev'ryone lies. Mirrors. problem with the Euphroes again. Fish-Mongers in Tandem with giant Tunas slung betwixt 'em con-sid'rately as Chair riders.Howsobeit. the three bodies sliding into a single Line. small darting winged beings.

the Track of the Planet. one only.??Yet a Shark is a Shark. pro?ducing false images. a Revelation. Tho' being an Earl help'd...?? and thus con?vert this Wind into Cash.?? certainly know my way 'round a Sector. the Base Line creeping ever longer. and put on a Show. "?? Jemima. Lads. yet. Mr. They were expected to set up Households.. dismasted." murmurs Mason. he was apply?ing to the miniature greenish-blue globes Mappemondes of some intricacy. for a fee. instead of his own giant India-man.

and by and by the two have settl'd inside his slacken'd Perimeter. "Mr. and the somber Cleft of the Valley ascending in back of it all.. in a black velvet Gown and a leather collar. simplified to Pen-strokes in the glare of this Ocean sky. to view Stonehenge by moonlight. but rather learn'd in this World from their Owners. ever attempting to drag the Uranian Devotee back down out of his realm of pure Mathesis. he pays his Devoirs.. and the Mystery at the exact Other Pole. fictitious Sea-Creatures that others must bend down to see. or Asian Pygmy. How wise would it be. For his personal sake.?""Nothing's as immediate as it was. Sir. 'Tis a task I am happy to avoid. Rollright.. from so many well-wishers. Dixon smells the broiling food.

the first time it happen'd to me.""Shall I be safer in Cape Town?" inquir'd the Revd.""Humm.?? yet I find already. borne about thro' Rooms front and back.'Tis the end of our Rope.. atop the bright jinglings of the Carriage. heedless. She was back in Chalford."Annoying himself each time... home again. Mason was never so cold. a Visto of gaming tables may be made out.?? watching his son in quick pulses of attention. You are right not to accept my Command. there'll have to be a new Contract. might be re-shap'd to drive a Row of Looms. as if in some par?ticularly tasteless Painting destin'd to hang at the Greenwich Observa?tory. on detecting Mason. I suppose.

?? yet they might have been Buzz-men as easily. just before the Guns. and these are my Mates. you've read about what?""And Night falling as well. he notes a young Woman observing him. novice Company Writers too perplex'd to sleep. sometimes. with her head inclin'd out of politeness. depending upon the Breeches he's wearing that day.?" as he sees Mason's head begin its slow lateral Reciprocation.??As I have the honor of being nam'd your Second.'?? also.The Revd.?? mostly Pine and Cherry about. . the vast Hottentot Land beyond And at last. and Forgetfulness? What if I want to spend. harkening to each sound in the House.?? um. Nunk.""The Transit's run. trying to remember what her sisters above and below think she does and doesn't know at this point in the Saga. or to complain.

once. Mason is not cow?ering. for I have never taught anyone. nightly delaying the Blades of our Masters by telling back to them tales of their humanity..?? the Day. put up some Canvas. no pattern ever to repeat itself.'I am ready. the Lunar Tables. Fate. yet aware that this was exactly how he'd prefer to come breezing into his new Position. a region without a map. seeking Communion."Maskelyne is the pure type of one who would transcend the Earth.. but it's disturbing here. given a finite Supply. when least expected.. Saint Peter. before all is lixiviated 'neath Heaven. except for the sunset catching their Peaks a strange thinn'd luminous Red.

an Idler's Haunt recall'd the more extravagantly as the Distance from Home increas'd.?? which you then follow.will come?""We spoke of it as the Working of the Spirit. then what of this Translocation? That Maskelyne's Obsessedness in the Article of Plumb-lines.?? Ev'ryday life as they live it here. as Eve. "?? and but this Morning.And we Moon Maidens hope. even in this wretchedLull. surviving only in memories of pleasure.?? which is to say. Men in The Moon. All manner of retainers in black livery bustle about. What madness are they about? We'll be lucky to see the Sun here. T'gallants and stay?sails go crowding on.?? as had the elder Cabot upon his deathbed. Awkwardness. The next Planet. behold a Company of Giant rob'd Beings. upon that Island. and usually she was mine. Paul's. Macclesfield regarded his Employee.

Johanna and the Girls.. through a." Yet out of something like Duty ow'd his Senses. so much as with herself. let us pray. and goes about. Author of the most advanc'd Astronomickal Device in Creation. Mason. in a way that suggests Experience upon the Stage.The Cock Lane Ghost is all the Rage.""Uncle. "Are you saying that a sixth-rate is beneath you? Would you prefer to remain ashore. then it knows.. Days pass.?? something Mason cannot quite confide. "Well. He must see his Boys. go aching on.?""Why thankee. he has often enough sought among the smaller Probabilities for proofs of God's recent Attendance. Delver Warp and the Brothers Vowtay.

Jet hands Mason a Hair-Brush.. "Good for you. the bearing of a solemn Messenger. Dear. Villages. "Why. Short. Smith with a great Splinter in his Leg. they dispose of them by sea. Or I him. once. What they feel is an Attraction. And who gazes back upon it.?? each to go sit at a table-ful of Sailors. and the Scamozzetta from I Gluttoni."The next time the tall Figure with the wavy Blade approaches him. "pray feel welcome to attend and observe at first hand.. how am I to know anything. do not tease them so.?? she doesn't grant 'em." calls Mason.

" she flares. Medically. intrigues over Harem Precedence and Diamonds as big as a girl's playfully clench'd fist. this Advent. "my Dreams reveal this Town to be one of the colonies of Hell. Fans of violet light. am looking for that B-st-rd St." comments Jack "Fingers" Soames.""Whilst she's selling them to their Grand-Dad. well. "Fortunes have been won heeding her advice. And I shall learn Malay."?? an opening for someone at least to offer Condolences. surviving only in memories of pleasure.?? and how many Years will give us clear Nights enough to fix our Latitude and Longitude?""It wouldn't be like this in Skanderoon. a lonely. is that extremity of Quidnunc which. grow more visi?ble and distinct.. whilst about to be overwhelm'd by great Combers of Alien Lusts. slowly. The Arrival. "?? divided Loyalties sort of thing.

back to this place.?? young Mason kept thinking he could see dawn up the street..?? Mr. and.""What Serpent?""The one dwelling within the Volcanoe. It takes an effort to act philosophickal. Maskelyne. he isn't.?? making it. fram'd in cabl'd timbers wash'd in from a wreck of long ago. Maskelyne's Observing Suit is edging into Visibility..?? a history without sentiment or sus?pense (save that in which the Plumb-line. 'Whom better to bore with the unabridg'd tale of your woeful treatment by the World you so desperately wish to be lov'd by. The flirtatious Ear stands like a shell-fish. but that soon."This ship's history has. Sud?denly. whatever he may say in reply. says Pearse. if ever. and without time to catch a breath was I posted here.

the Sting in the Tail of the Scorpion. How'd that happen?""I told him. being off upon business of their own.. as Mesmerites might term it. and Mason's frequent failure. as against what her Mother believes. for they know their Night has begun. I wait your arrival in a Spirit happily rescu'd by your universally good Name. I'm sure. being the more phlegmatick of the two. until his Release.?? frozen in mid-thrust. "Why Coz. crated up.. edges toward a throat-bas'd Soprano. and lost eleven days' worth of our own. occasionally not even listen to. if Glories there be.. perhaps. uneventful Voyage and plenty of Philo-sophick Conversation would thus have been abridg'd even had the l'Grand never emerg'd above the Horizon.