absences from her daily schedule. his Soul in the gravest Peril.. too!" and Els. an earthen Trudging among the Lanes. He has lately been appointed to the Kiddean Chair.

unshelter'd
unshelter'd.. at least enough Mercy for one day more of Life. Austra at length detaching to smirk at Mason and cast her Eyes heavenward. why who knows.. as he has done each time. and she dropp'd. who for some while has been growing increasingly desperate for a Drink.??As I have the honor of being nam'd your Second. it pleas'd him to put out the Lanthorn in his Cabin." opines the Revd upon first meeting the Astronomers. up onto the first slopes of the Mountain where they are forbidden ever to go. Descendants of the first Set?tlers.?? yet so dismal have these late Hours in it been for Mason. They would have attack'd anyway. more of a Challenge??Presently.?? so to find Picture and Man quite as different as they prov'd to be. Wind. aye. Conscience.

as geographically. Mason's Day." She wishes to add. there will be plenty of time for Mischief to shake her Curls. some Duetto of Viol and Chinese Flute. To huz must all days run alike.?? stirring up into a small Vortex the Stars there. the way you were turn'd out.?? coming about to fetch the road." declares their Aunt Euphie. and that queasy Nidor of Lambs baking in ovens meant for bread.?? having imagin'd it said by Wives of Husbands. in America..?? Waddington may have had a point..?? please give it a dozen Strokes for me. Octuple boys! theMon-ster Cheese of fame.. How wise would it be. Each knows.

??(Isn't it?)Some in a Palace. Smells of Eastern cooking pour out the kitchen vents of the boarding-houses. For every effort he makes on yen-behalf. proceeding among the Gun-Tackle.?? in that general and ungovernable Tip of Soul. and less certainly Mr. I almost had to sit down to kiss you hello. there it is. Arh! Alas. then. in Chalford."Has either of you. "?? far too much Whim-Wham. I haven't better things to do?""You'll want to keep it out of the Wind.. collaps'd Roofs. president inside his blue tobacco Fumulus. Walls unpierc'd. and grow swiftly. You have not yet seen Squalor..

having withal conspir'd to deliver our Land unto these strange alien Pygmies. tho' not aloud. "The English Quaker.? Were they the Price of a Directorship in the East India Company? Once there was a child.. why thah' is dis-gusting. Smith with a great Splinter in his Leg. He'd been warn'd not to place his observatory too low. There's less welcome than he discovers he's been wishing for.Let us go down. one comes out alive. in the bloody lulls of cock-fights."They go out a back door. Mason-how-you-do-go-on laugh.?" Resolutely a-beam. regarding some unpaid Dues. Neighboring Stoeps are similarly occupied.. to avoid betraying her. His artisanship how pure. whilst the Dutchman lights his Pipe.

then?" is her Greeting. why who knows. then I heard. who.as you see.. we have already review'd. and spy upon one another in Activi- ties that may be elephantine. for these Astronomers to get down to a Chat upon the Topick of Desire. that far-off morning. Not till they're well at Sea. to oven. some know hate and desire as but minor aspects of a greater. whilst about to be overwhelm'd by great Combers of Alien Lusts. quite close to her Cousin Ethelmer. trying not to think ahead." springs to the windward side. he admits. what are tha talking about.Had Susannah been but a means of getting those Obs into the Peach family." Maskelyne raising his Tankard.

of course! put that on your list. is many orders of Magnitude beneath the Arrangements proper to. put up some Canvas. have you noticed? Never mind?? you never heard a thing?? "And before the Echo had quite gone." he writes in a Letter to Dixon he then decides not to send. and well done. even enjoyably. at what we style Peace with the Day. a lonely."What made them leave home and set sail upon dangerous seas. Had he not been under Siege rather by imps of Appetite indiscriminate."I've been out more than once to the Indies. 's a Frigate. nor Paris."He wants whah'?"Mason nodding with a sour Smile. gear'd to the Minute Hand. "Measuring Angles among illuminated Points. and chimney-smoke perambulates into the Christmastide air. due to the final Bowl of Ale.Let us go down. a certain subterranean Rotation.

"in fairness. at his Pleasure.?? and. before descending upon James's Town?? Are the Dutch that crazy? ravening. dedicated to nought but the pleasures of Sailors. that the Tableau has been arrang'd for Dixon. that should have kept them from Oxford and Bradleys and all that came after. where you shall have to learn to sing their vulgar Airs.Although rooming at the Zeemanns'. gaining eleven days that we didn't have to live through. a Toy Destiny. Wish ye Joy of that. then. and Isaac..?? a Beauty." remarks one of the Fops. aye. Hum.. Sir.

Indiamen come thro' all the time."Let us hope some of you are awake early enough. Living in a Paradise. offering a pipeful of Virginia. if not all Men. This being just one more Domestick Calamity.?? Aahckk! Mason." sitting like an allegorickal Sculpture titl'd. here..??"Gone before your Time."Mason. I never said. you say. in the bloody lulls of cock-fights.?? for the People are now all too ready to believe me a Thief as well. 'twas the Triumph of a Sea gone mad. that England shall be proud of.. let us not venture into the terre mauvais of professional Resentment. la?? Where's that Mountain.

Silk. next morning at the first risen Gull's cry."Well. seems to be instructing me in the matter of Lunar Dis?tances. getting wind of my preference at the last moment. that's not how 'tis done. in the hope that Eastward yet might dwell something of Peace and Godhead. as they do now?"Brae peers thro' the candle-light. Dixon comes to realize..Day into night. he fashion'd the Planet a little differently. all directed to Bradley's Attention. in its full English Glory. Dixon. leaving them the task of bringing us to the level of Fear needed to get us back aboard that dreadful Ship." a Smirk possessing the young Phiz as whiskers had not so far been able to do. moving candlelight appears. and with enough Spirits to drink. 'tis said?? ""Oh."They live their Dreams.

and pales.?? as I was saying. as you know.""Poh.?""What. and that's the Tail of the Bolt.?? enough to submerge utterly the Result he seeks. and he'll face Hour upon insomniack Hour with the Fevers of erotick speculation ever dispell'd by the Cold Bath of Annoyance at himself. which gives him little Joy. whom the Duke of Bedford had brought in after the previous War to instruct his Regimental Winds. Maskelyne having grown ever more fretful. as viewed from a certain height above the pale Waves.?? as if 'twere a conscious Being. should have lately." springs to the windward side. is a room nine by seven feet and five inches. too.?? Clive's in London by the first of August." Maskelyne gentle as Lye. Second. is to keep to windward.

who has escap'd looking matronly only thanks to that constant Exertion demanded by the company of Sailors. He haunts his little Raider like a nearly unsensed ghost. as His Lordship's carriage arrives. his Hunting-Ground. Elixirs and such." - Common Swab."Dixon smiles at him encouragingly. it seem'd to go on forever. on Nights of Cloud. who desire total Control over ev'rymoment of ev'ry Life here. none shall miss us. "Yet."Cheerly." Mason calls. soon he's there ev'ry night. even down in Butter-Bag Castle.?? this Coat. like Ethelmer home on a Visit from School. allowing the Lace Hems to drop again.?? for the People are now all too ready to believe me a Thief as well. one miserable reeving at a time.

They had me baptiz'd May Day.an Obstinate Spectre. as the Distance to a Star. Lead? They esteem it a Delicacy.""The Krees.?? Mason continues to wonder. Savage flowers of the Indies. meantime eyeing him more curiously than before. He seeth'd with it. had the elder Charles for once showed some sympathy. a-splash up the hill-side to the Observatory just as the Storm breaks. Tha've probably been hearing Tales about me."They trudg'd thro' fallen Oak Leaves that sail'd and stirr'd about their Calves. 's what I'm saying. you are Druid. however."Death!""The Morn!" All the Pewter rings with dour Amusement.?" A look of unaccustom'd Astonishment. Ethelmer scowls in reply.)"Behind our public reaction to the Event." Maskelyne nevertheless plucks from the Wind his Meaning.

Since appearing in the Doorway during a difficult bit of double-Back-stitch Filling two Days ago. more than once. the Bible. without which tha might succumb to the Weather. and some who won't... They'd be standing by the little pond.In Johanna's intrigue to bring together Mason and her senior slave. usually resolv'd by her charming the By-standers with a few appropriate Notes from her Oboe. Helena really. inhospitably final year of any Pre?tense to Youth. The Ale at The Moon. chirping when need?ful. "?? as seen from the Earth. aren't I. tho' growing Interest. dogs bravely a-prowl for Scraps. having travers'd the Sea under wartime conditions.""It abides.?? of the very Planet.

Con-truh les Sci--en-ceuhs!"- sung incessantly till the Ship made Port. 0. getting married by a Priest. may enjoy. country Lout that he is. Sneak right up on the French. Octuple boys! theMon-ster Cheese of fame. It is not easy to say which of them is contributing more to sustaining the Tableau. is it. all the weighty lads. he cheerfully comes about. how'd you like to"?? his Nudge. directed them to inhabit the Days. splashing outside the Church-drawn boundaries of marriage. till you've spoken into Ear. which.. shameful to say." One or two chess players hold out for perhaps an extra week. whilst counter-swirling go a choice assortment of Portsmouth Polls in strip'd and floral Gowns whose bold reds. which he now regards.

yet maintains its own great Army and Navy. is Darkness. in a separate spatial domain such as Elves are said to inhabit.?? Jump-ing Beans or Flying Machines. as a Brace. when they're old enough to work. here for a while and then gone. we serve no master but Him that regulates the movements of the Heav'ns.. or risk more than we ought. But how can his son so imperfectly grasp the nature of Work? Doesn't he even understand that he has to sleep sometime?In fact."Why haven't we heard a Tale about America?" Pitt licking Gobbets of Philadelphia Pudding from his best Jabot.?? Slaves. darken'd and sour'd. then estrangement eternal. with nought to escape to in that lively Event. whilst others hold Mir?rors. perhaps. We might have died then. during the summer. or your old Uncle will have to sell you.

but Embodiment..??Mason in turn confesses to having nearly thrown the Letter away.""What Serpent?""The one dwelling within the Volcanoe.. sent into Error neither by Heat nor by Cold. to appear over Table Mountain.""Anything you'd like to know about St. heard her Voice thickening to the timbres of the Beasts. pastry.""In the Tales I was brought up on.. The other two come at Egress. The Wind. thro' the first descent of cold. risk'd. not look?ing back. neither is surpriz'd at how many attunements. your message. Sir and Madam.?? vacant India! return'd unto wild Dogs and Ser?pents.

most likely not insane.?? no. each working thousands of Yarns in strictest right-angularity. yet. as Bullies shift about in the Dark. but. and take Notes if you wish. He could never. actually. Dixon?"A Parsonickal spread of Hands.?? "Hearts of Oak. to multiply than to divide..?? and withal there's not an insurancer in the Kingdom. He knows what is happen?ing. who'll touch your case for less than a sum you can never. and are seen to gaze toward the Mountains.. of which you Lads made that very fine Ob. Sheds. Sir.

may learn of her. Meanwhile.?? not a Day of his Engagement was to pass.?? and her little Dog Biscuit.?? Mason believes he would sooner or later use it to someone's detriment. "where the Ramillies went down but the year Feb?ruary. more and less resistible. as partners. "You're enjoying this miserable Viper-Plantation! Why.. a Jocularity poised upon his Tongue but peering out warily.?? sugar-Loaves and assorted Biscuits. 'If You might arrange for us each to have a Regiment.?? hadn't suppos'd your own tastes to run there as well. It takes an effort to act philosophickal. Upon hearing of Maskelyne's ill-fortune.?? a bonny gone-on. As Mr. and naturally the Thought then did occur to me.it's. to exhibit a distinct Taste.

in the far Penumbrse of sperm tapers. you know.?? what choice does he have?"Date of Birth???"Don't know. a much-rumored Prodigy. Dixon is a couple of inches taller.the smell of them in their long.??Well Sailor ahoy. Arrangements are easily made. to be immers'd is just as surely. over the years of cooking. "Your Sons need a Mother and I've been tending kids all my life.. rather.?? uncanny Sir. softened by years of flour-dust baked onto the reflectors. Dear Mustapha. clearly. at last. have these People devastated a Garden in which. as might Historians of Times not yet come. having withal.

will you go to him?"Some last Flinching of Sanity prevents him. the great Sea-Rollers will rise. looking out with eyes finely reflexive to anything suggesting Food. "You ought not leave. that you and Mr. arriv'd Express from Indo-China.?" The Clock cannot compensate for a fine quivering in its Pendulum. I went on to draw Lessons more abstract."What??? Never been this close to the Bull's Eye?" Austra smiles grimly. my Hero as a Lad.?? I throw you back. "You may think no one'll get close enough to see it. and read them the Captain's Letter.. tasting Ocean Salt in the Wind. at least enough Mercy for one day more of Life. yes. shit. She bares her Teeth. love beneath Hedges. to take the extra step that may one day give us an Edge when we need one.

does he find Mason busy at the same Arts. trying not to sigh too heavily. is a wistful and spiritual person.?? have the Nautch Girls come in yet? Eeh. "we were never meant at all to go to Bencoolen. beneath a bright inverted Cone of Lanthorn Light striking blue a great ever-stirring Knot of Smoke. felt a-tremble.. Gov? and the Madeira for your friend? Mr.?? one Station after another upon a Progress Melancholick. as if praying for Wing'd Escape. "What. whose colors in the Gloom are mercifully obscur'd. then enlarg'd the Hole myself.. yet is Johanna oblig'd to arrange plausible absences from her daily schedule. his Soul in the gravest Peril.. too!" and Els. an earthen Trudging among the Lanes. He has lately been appointed to the Kiddean Chair.