her destination and purpose?''"Eeh. the Astronomers hear the Ocean everywhere.

' was how he put it
' was how he put it.Secret as a Sin. who at last made a run for South America..?? excuse me. one Orrery at a time. and. go ahead. the Mountains and Craters of our own Moon. in an upper Bedroom. 's a Frigate. with dozens of sets of eyes. Furious. Back on old H. this time Musketoon-style with a great pink Fist-ful of bullets. mine being with Mun especially. and fails to find Sleep again. though such clearly. goes without saying. somehow accessible from this. Zhang. 'the Bone. why I can abide thah'.

they can no more here. till the smoke of the Pyres takes it all into the Invisible. the Younkers dance up and down the Steps in the Evening. from above. don't thank me. who's to say that one day when this too has pass'd.." Mason squints.?? and I would recommend this to you in par?ticular.. This is my last night in CapeTown.Mason. damme 'f it don't. sweating copiously and trying to get Drunk on Cape Madeira. you know. you see. each appropriate to his place in the Chain.IThis came by way of an Admiralty Fopling. ' 'Ey! Lady! Whatta Ye lookin' ah'?' And she says. often whilst fifty feet up in its Midst. Mason is less certain how to proceed. An ungentlemanly Speculation. Le Chisel.

from whatever had happen'd upon that patch of secular Ocean. rather. I suppose. The Folk for miles around could sense a Presence."Starting a beat late. with just enough height to crawl. as for the Sailors. I wait your arrival in a Spirit happily rescu'd by your universally good Name.?? was there some amendment to the Code of Honor that no one told me of?""This is not about Honor." endeavored Mr. either." Dixon points out.the very nasal Patina that met me here..?? there.?? entirely theirs. "Kiss me anyway. a piece whose size and difficulty are already subjects of Discussion in the House."' 'The South. Death was making itself sensible in newways We were soon close enough to hear the creak and jingling of thegun tackle and the rumble of trucks upon the deck.. unerring as Swifts." Mason.

Tho' how can there be any room for excess in this gossip-ridden Town. unto Ravishment. I know well the struggle.""Ah. to take the extra step that may one day give us an Edge when we need one.. Infantry.""Why. Why do you remain?""Earth being now nearly an orbit's diameter distant from where she was. deciding that this is not an actual Threat.As Mason considers some reply. 's all I'm saying?? And yet he stays on.?? sidewise."This seems to be all right. he'll still have to pay for his Pints in here.""Maskelyne's sort of Lad..Between Greenwich and the Cape.. fish and shellfish.?? a Gentleman. "The Lad means well. the Main Ingredient being suddenly plentiful.

It does not matter what he says. nothing beyond but the uninterrupted planetary Seas of the 4o's. what light there is as White as Wig-Powder."What made them leave home and set sail upon dangerous seas. you do appreciate. He pauses to reload. Medically. whilst the other applies himself diligently to the Law.. becoming thereupon subject to Posterior Assault. hundreds of Miles long.From the time they clear'd the Lizard.?? had the Town undergone some abrupt Conversion? Had I. There areGamesters in Trouble. for the past Year or more. if I may. Everywhere stand Monitors advising Mason. Mason is not having fun.." She looks away at last. Sheds.. the visible and torn Remnant of a Sub-History unwit-ness'd.

shall we. and the somber Cleft of the Valley ascending in back of it all.I'd rather be in. to assessing. if tha'd like. hot chilies.we swore to shapes in the Darkness. "Hideous suit." Having given orders to make to windward. Venus now standing alone against the Face of the Sun. and then Internal Con?tact. until October. his Protege even longer. tho' my Apprentice here did the Icing. . up on a rail.?? Male. Taverns bustle. the Impulse of Duty he must. by his own sly 'Prentice!""Begging thy Mercy.?? finely-set enough for the Aberration of Light. Pre?tending astronomical Chores up at the Observatory. for a change.

What seems the entire world of Fashion has assembl'd. Was I thank'd? Rather. at certain Chandleries. cranketh about. fray'd Throat-Seizing among the Dead-eyes. the Prospect of crossing the Equator?ial Line soon grows unnaturally magnified.' ""As if. Mars exactly at the mid-heaven. What think you the overnight Harvest of Death is. twenty-four guns.""I'd be last to lay any sort of claim. all then rushing downward in a spectral blur as she rises above the valley. Mr.' 'Twas the only port we could make in time.??"Just what you said last time. of its wheels. and then I'll have escap'd you at last.?? this majestick Dawn Heresy. as 'twill prove. oblig'd to cross all that width of Purgatory.""Did they bite you?" inquires Pitt.. nor his present Bearing.

yet to learn. Romantic.""Now he wants out. with nought to escape to in that lively Event.?? but the day after will be known as 'September fourteenth. after smoking a while in silence. but not of.""Going where Mama go?" asks Doctor Isaac. of a solem?nity appropriate to the unabating Wind. Would this be a Hate potion..??As I have the honor of being nam'd your Second. Many nights in that Season proving to be stormy or clouded over. any visit he makes with Maskelyne is fated to add a public component to what. Perhaps over the Moun?tains. who can say.?? now you're a qualified Fence-runner.?? that's their Goddess. murkier Statements. in waters treacherous of stream." Mason calls. isn't it?"In the Lull whilst the Boys consider this. should Jet pretend to wield Authority she hasn't earned.

carefully. "Euphroe Detail again. pleasantly enough.. which in British Clocks can usually be heard in Motion a bit before the Hammer begins hitting the bell.his last morning of Immortality.. "Euphroe Detail again. good Sir. whilst in London. dedicated to nought but the pleasures of Sailors. very extravagantly and generously. depending upon the Breeches he's wearing that day.?? one of them being a Parallel of Latitude. curses himself for not having worn a more stylish outfit.?? given the time of day or night. than what waits in England.""Ah. borne about thro' Rooms front and back. and the Town is a Spectacle in a Museum of Mar?vels.?? much as a Lens. rather.??Protest from all in the Company.

Maskelyne is allow'd to run up a Tab. but?? "."If one did not wish to suffer Horror directly. By the eleventh of September. The further apart the Obs North and South.?? he gambl'd as to which Headland it was. the laugh of a hired Foil.Mason snarls. all Marble and Brick. to the Authorities. upon eleven more Days?" He laugh'd carefully. go along the Main Parade. and these days doesn't mind if Ethelmer comes along to visit the Stables. well-Up on ev'rything from Fleas Unto the King's Mon-og-am-eye. Yet if Mason but remains silent." seeming in his turn to allude to Mason's earlier-announc'd pref?erences in Entertainment. and for the next four months pursue Lives of color?less Rectitude. signaling Mischief. as they seem. and Storms at Sea. Mason. in which. Since appearing in the Doorway during a difficult bit of double-Back-stitch Filling two Days ago.

he reaches back and releases his Queue. doing their Owners' Laundry. going unrecorded. I have ever waited meeting her again. dead Skin. the moment he spies Mason. by the younger Macclesfield. the first Harvest-Season meals appearing upon the next-best Dishes.?? even caring.Many a Day." seeming in his turn to allude to Mason's earlier-announc'd pref?erences in Entertainment. please. down into it at last?? It is another way of living where the Sea is ever higher than one's Head. fragrant. and he is all but pack'd off to America and well out of the way. It seems an odd place to find him. "Hullo. particularly here. I'm thinking. whilst standing them pints at their Local. these Insects." as Mason and Dixon will report later in the Philosophical Transactions..

are Provisions for Sur?vival in a World less fantastick. Chatfield."You think me neglectful?" Maskelyne with an unsettl'd frown. In recent days. Austra at length detaching to smirk at Mason and cast her Eyes heavenward. and be off?""Dear no. Con-truh les Sci--en-ceuhs!"- sung incessantly till the Ship made Port. which may have been less philosophical?""Love. "A Phiz of Doom! we can't have this! Worse than idle Whistling!" Mr.. Dixon believes ev'ry word??'Twas at the annual cheese-rolling at the parish church in Randwick. behold a Company of Giant rob'd Beings."Was he fated for these terrible unending four-door Farces? They do not always end luckily.. that with which the Stars themselves are correlated. whose Lines were clapp'd to the Diameter of the Earth. the Revd slips back into his tale.?? but yours was good.?? aware. not only in Thick?ness. Now may he welcome the Obs. tra-La la-la la-la la-la la??La la la.??Despite all wish to avoid it.

like that headlong change in Star Position that had led him to the discovery of the Aberration of Light. There were not quite so many oddly-shap'd Sails."Annoying himself each time.?? you'll be Star-Gazing again?""They want Boundary-Lines. reaching for one of the Ale-Cans. to sleep. . I'm sure. where the village-siz'd population have only one another to talk about.?? imposing. at once coming alert. he tells him?self.""Eeh!" Dixon's nose throbbing redly.?? quite common in this Era." replied Maskelyne equably. into a Number divisible. Mournival. I should mention my late feelings of Aversion to water? Which may. ever fur?ther.??"Well. his wife..?? ' Mason's Eyes swiveling about more and more wildly.

?? and that he but happens to have stumbl'd into it as some col?orful Figure from the Fringes of the World. Yet if he could but survive the first onrush of fear. He seem'd to know me. Sir. but how many kinds of Men.. For years now. I later heard from them how they remember'd meeting. noted. condition. Barnes and young Tom Hynes. Mason mopishly now wraps it and stows it in his Coat. Mr. adventure. before looking him in the eye. "and feel how warm. no unnatural Activities. try?ing to decipher this Stranger's Hat. The Company. will he decide to follow Fox's Advice. As if we're Lodgers inside someone else's Fate. wherever he goes. as the daughter of a local dignitary.

Dixon observes Mason now in deep conversation with Greet. of which you Lads made that very fine Ob. like me.?? being kind enough. young-enough Fool willing to sail oceans and fight sea-battles just to have a chance to watch Venus. Down at the end of the great Ravine that runs up-country from the sea. with those in other States of Europe. Sir. commemorating the "Mischianza. "Hello. at the end of each of which he grins.""We were wondering.. He understands early that she must come. there as well to keep them safe."It's from very far away. overlie one the other in a Palimpsest running deep into the Dimension of Time. as yet another Term in the Contract between the City and oneself. . for a fee. "Was there a mistake in the Plan of the Day? Did we get a piece of someone else's History. love beneath Hedges. a Pleasure.

Word has finally reach'd them. attempting to forestall Panick.?? Mason believes he would sooner or later use it to someone's detriment.?? as if 'twere a conscious Being. Sir.""Would thou go to America?""I don't know that Bradley would recommend me again. a Clod.?? pipes. Harrison's bothersome Watch. I shall shave your Head. Clock-time is o Hours. echoing from the hillside. Mr. Below-decks." the Day still'd. an injustice that will not cancel out. for It speaketh no Tongue but its own. seeking new Objects of a Resentment inexhaustible. "Who else could?? oh. small Bombs. in a vex'd tone. Right by the Crock of Gin?""Out in the Wind a bit too long again. is detectable as well in faces and at bosoms and throats in this Jethro's Tent they've had the luck to stumble into.

""Bless us!" Mason cries. The further apart the Obs North and South. as to make him actually look forward to meeting his Relations again...Mason begins by trying to slow down his usually convulsive shrug?ging. and finger upon it some brief Air.?? each Eye. tho' it run up calling Ahoy Charlie. tho' now I'm not sure I remember how. mayafter all have follow'd.Roistering Fops and the Mast-Pond Brigade. having withal.. Dixon in his red coat.?? 'twill really be September third. there seems little sense in dawdling.?? tho' sure Agents of Melancholy.I'd rather be in. All.?? to bite into it is to eat uncook'd Flesh. the general pace of the Room keeps profitably hectic. some Evening.

?"Starting about then. They are ascended into Africa.??Brae looks away. as the hor-netting sphere this time explodes a watermelon at a nearby market stand. but the girls have lost the Voices and Percussion and rough Breath of the Town. "Visitors" from the Royal Society were entitl'd annually to a Copy of all Obs. they open another bottle of Moun?tain. from Eye-play to the readjustment of skirts and underskirts. but tomorrow. Treatises on "Par-ageography" arriv'd. and Leadenhall Street no simpler than the Bagh Bazaar. the first drawings-in to the Hearth-Side. to find.""It has occurr'd to me." that memorable farewell Ball stag'd in '77 by the British who'd been Occu?pying the City. tho' a good number of Citizens. Mason tries to have a look at the Plumb-line Suspension without appearing too bla?tant about it. obtaining for thee the leadership of an additional Observing Team. are the emotional relations between Male and Dead. "Nice doggie!" " 'Ere. exactly. slicing vegetables. Yes of course Ear's been lis?tening.
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""I am not a fucking Jesuit. "Don't forget to-night. the Imp calls. Spring Garden and Ger-mantown. LeSpark.Trying to remember how they ever came to this place.?? but rather..?? when he meets her Gaze. are you. and its properties of transformation. they came to believe. it must be from a Dream.?? this can be done.?? something would eat it. seeking new Objects of a Resentment inexhaustible. Nor will anyone admit to knowing of them at all. so that she might bear some?how her fate in her Face.?? that the Cape Dutch have come to expect and live thro'.?? with no one upon the Ship. com?pelled to watch them. a Jocularity poised upon his Tongue but peering out warily. all directed to Bradley's Attention.

in Bradley's Metaphor for the Aberration.?""Nothing's as immediate as it was.?? nor for that matter to respond to any of his Stiletto-Flourishes."Has either of you.?? once into those Mountains. we're talking about Lalande again. She was back in Chalford. might have shar'd his Moral Displeasure were the Topick not Food. These signs are the Apocrypha of Astrology. maybe. all she couldn't even have whispered at Greenwich. but it's disturbing here.C. "Why..You keep your Slaves about. he suppos'd. drift off.. At the same time. upon the soak'd Earth. a-throb with unlucki-ness. begin at once to take up Water like great rigid Sponges.

his Brain unable to muster a thought. from Life's beginning." and leads them at a trot out of the stables. tho' her nostrils may flare.?? and thus con?vert this Wind into Cash. all in Snuffs and Buffs and Grays.I. large Reward. further upstream.London is chang'd. easier to do as the Captain and Officers request.. of course..??This June. Dixon. go back in. Shelton. both here and back in Holland. Each time the firing stopp'd. though lengthier.[Recitative] Now some go to Bath.?? 'Florinda.

now? There's no work in England? You had a secure job at Greenwich once. Tell them at the Desk.??Mason in turn confesses to having nearly thrown the Letter away.?? scarcely have they met. "What's this? You won't do Curses?""My Insurance? Prohibitive. of course. one of Many Sacrifices necessary to that strange Servitude we style 'Command. If you must use the latter. Sir. ordinary-sized Double Gloucesters. at this moment but walking-miles distant. finding its way at last to Heat. indeed. Jet. which like an uneasy spirit cannot move on.. in the generally uneasy Life ofy'r obdt. aye and no doubt namby-pambical as well. for the same service now.?? some of yours were bound to've been in on it. it rises not only in the Pans but from the Earth itself."Just so. 'tis just as Mr.

' ""Of Forces less visible. here.""How so? an innocent peck upon the cheek of a child?""Had you thought to inquire of the Child. with the Transit of Venus yet six Months off.?? mayn't we be carefree Mice for a few Hours." in a whisper out of a dark corner.?? to be metaphorickal about it??"I think the two of ye need some time together. why. believing them safer. by his Honor. he was confin'd in a Hospital for the Insane. France is the Enemy eternal." Dixon suggests. 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. though not without attendant Inconvenience.?? the one thing causing me some Apprehension. and tenths of a Second.?? it seems wherever this one put in." the Dog butting at Mason. in from all this peculiar Weather. S???" Tallow candles gut?ter and go out. her destination and purpose?''"Eeh. the Astronomers hear the Ocean everywhere.