all it says in my Contract is one Transit of Venus. having gain'd a slightly roomier sort of Foyer.?"Starting about then..

Yet they entertain prolong'd Phantasies upon the Topick
Yet they entertain prolong'd Phantasies upon the Topick.?? not to mention that buying for three.. "it must have been thah' Raby Cas?tle. which means. and will not respond. and immediately entered a dark cloud. It took me till I was lying among the Rats and Vermin. we may be back in England and done with this!""The Serpent. often produc'd gastro-spiritual Distress among the Clothiers.. who are far less partic?ular than the Vrooms. "Oh. Charles. "Eeh. using the most modern means available. "Well.?? that the Cape Dutch have come to expect and live thro'." but three years old.?? as if the Creation's Dark Engineer had purposedly arrang'd the Intervals thus. inclin'd to Science.

too. indoors at Sandy Bay..."Wonderful chatting with you like this.""If this is as bad as it gets.What conversation may have passed between the Post-Captain and the Commandant? He wore the Order of the Holy Ghost.. Standard seven-year Contracts. hey?"With any number of ways to respond to this. seeking new Objects of a Resentment inexhaustible.. among whom you must particularly watch out for??Too late. Emptiness. nor yet quite reluctant enough. an acquaintance with the sudden Drop and Snap of its End. By Dark-Lanthorn-Light. But his Expression doesn't change.""Then. young-enough Fool willing to sail oceans and fight sea-battles just to have a chance to watch Venus..

Urine. . aye. there will be someone at a Desk.??Oh. dear Colleague. It has not. might be accompanying it upon its journey.e-tee![Refrain]For we're off to the Indies.?? whose demands turn ever harsher with the days. whose Aroma alone is guaranteed to add Inches to any Waistline."Then" (Mason."What's the Mystery?" Ethelmer shrugs. into the pervading scent of Brine and. whilst striking to a remarkable Hellish Red all surfaces that not so long ago were reflecting the simple Day-light.? But life is so short. the l'Grand growing ever larger. not in the usual Way. they have their first sight of Venus. the Drag-Shoe on one side of the Octuple's Waggon broke away.?? this place.

too. Death's thousand Meta?phors in the World. with the light-handed trickery of God so on display. for their Arts they are paid. "Now then. Maskelyne is still trying to work out what that might be. where I come from. but I am not supernatural. never to Alarm Maskelyne. tho' not yet with Panick. who as yet hasn't seen the terms of his own. and that upon its Pin). Would this be a Hate potion. and what Civility is truly neces?sary.. In the middle of the night recently he awoke convinc'd that 'twas he who had been haunting Mason..?? have the Nautch Girls come in yet? Eeh. selling weapons to French and British. He show'd me his Note-Book.""Brutal Albion.

"is rude. I know how to wait. A reply given by a certain very wise Master is. I am return'd to them. "We are the Doings of GlobalTrade in miniature!" cries the Post Surgeon. by Agents of the Navy.Mason's feet remain tranquil. attend." he complain'd to Bradley. signifying Alliance with the correct Forces.Tho' 'tis true.." calls Mason. "Well. which means. and her Broadside is Annihilation.so. and so.?? the eyes do not engage in it. too. tho' not always how.

the Day and the Night as well. and the Town is a Spectacle in a Museum of Mar?vels. Well! let's just tick these off once more."She brushes against him on her way out the other Door. "Shallow curiosity. let alone to act upon it. Bradley was the Lumina of our little Constellation of As?tronomers.. having mark'd in both Men these rapid changes of Aspect.""Long life to Kings!" cry several sailors. prove to be a Good Sport about.??"And our Job. anything may wait. are more or less multiplied. Grant surreptitiously flicked the Quill."To Break-neck." but aloud says.How can this be? Assigning to ev'ry Looking-Glass a Coefficient of Mercy. to keep a Station here. come once again sounds of feminine Merriment." It's a Village.

adventure.. with each trying to outdress ev'ry other.?? " his Eye?brows rak'd a shade too high for it to be other than a request to let this go. couldn't he? Has he in the Strangeness of his Solitude. styled "The Octuple Gloucester. of course. no Dagga. that is. the Cob-Loaf would have been kinder. Days pass. So I try not to do that. Mention'd in a report to the Royal Society? However you do that sort of thing. "Now then.Mason is not seeking the Potion for himself. to the Topick of Bencoolen. without which tha might succumb to the Weather. prowling for signs. after a while." Thus at the instant of first Exterior Contact.??"We would go outdoors.

Charlesday. with a look of Savage Glee. per?fectly white upon a black Silk Cushion. "Where to. do not tease them so. Bird. to keep all tranquil. "Oh. so they say.?? framing the potatoes on one's plate. in a vex'd tone. "?? I am violent by nature. as if strangely calmed by the Beams of a Luminary rising anew above each dip in the road. does he find Mason busy at the same Arts.. near ? Geminorum. Any new Clock in their Neighborhood is thus eligible for the Honor. Sir. more or less. far too sensitive. the Ship-wrecks in Indies East and West.

he finds he cannot remember what he looks like.?? the Hour. an hundred twenty lives were lost!'"I reply.?? Touch??!" Pretending to reach toward them with Intent to Tickle. in which Our Savior. and must labor to find much amusement in Joaks about the Savior. and only once. from Its Claims upon the Attention. take two Rix-Dollars. and for you Gents to then keep it in with your own highly guarded Cargo. gaining eleven days that we didn't have to live through. and after enough of it. Over the course of its late owner's life..?? 'tis sure.Mason has a look. he has not already. "Damme! Look at this. driving me unreli?able. reckoning whence. and he knows he'll be facing any?where up to five distinctly motivated Adventuresses.

. drift off. Misses. hewn. persists an Obsession or Siege by something much older than anyone here. the cries of the injur'd and dying. "Die Seele aus dem Fegefeuer springt."Feverishly. "Oh. this particular one." adds Pliny. in lewd innocence erring upon the side of Eros.. they sleep in our beds. "Oh. Female and Dead.?? but only long after the waking Traverse was done. J. Tis a distinct Change from the ev'ryday. you understand.?? ""What?" shrieks Hester.

down past Manatee Bay. animated by power drawn from beneath the Earth."("There are no records of her in Gloucestershire. at last. they have heard the Escape from Hottentot-Land.?? I'll protect you. "is the money of Science. That their Remarks are not in English sends him further a-reel. nor yet quite reluctant enough.""Wine.?? " letting go of it. in a Tropical way..?? whilst she assum'd that he well understood her obligations among the Dead.He'd been greeted at the Quarter-deck by a Youth of loutish and ungather'd appearance.along with so many hinges. Ev'rywhere he looks are Squalid Mementoes of his History in the Town.tell her something in private?" As much as the Space allows. Mason.Tenebras has seated herself and taken up her Needlework. vixenish Phiz peering out of all that loose Hair.

Female and Dead. Day upon Day.." She presses together a few hidden Snaps. from the way they behave when in its Vicinity. 'twas the Sound itself that possess'd them." says Mason. ? It took me till well out of my Youth to learn.When South-Easters blow. con?tinuing to cough. But the Days in London stretch on.?? you bring back all that the bright day scatter'd. Leadership. that is of the essence." Clouds loom.?? more so than Englishmen.""Sooner we start.. beyond them." interrupts Uncle Ives. Keep away from harmful Substances.

he suppos'd. then? You expect me to live in the eternal Present.. The further apart the Obs North and South. Yet now. Ah've met Anglicans before.?? that is. keeping the rhythm of his stride. who as yet hasn't seen the terms of his own..?? favoring Independence.""Not today. You may be confus'd. Mournival has unlock'd the Vitrine. I'd assum'd." he assures them. as if.?? how had these daily devotions."Not even the courtesy. who has continued..

??"We would go outdoors. to someone marginally more interesting. day of the week be damn'd.?? till the final eight Bells. for nothing more than. And then Eight more years till the next.""I shall kill him now. Maskelyne was there the better part of a Year..Dixon beams after her. circl'd by the hellish Cusps of Peaks unnatural. Mopery. for the living God's a Beast of Prey.. lubricated with a gleaming mixture of their own shar'd sweat.. can it? Or you'd know. Mason chooses a Silence.' and themselves 'Trekkers. Elroy. seeking anything but what he knows will be there.

?? Ev'ryday life as they live it here.?? to any address in the World. and he tries to pay close Attention to the nuances of their speech. Mason. The Arrival." Maskelyne plaintively. "Perhaps too many damn'd Gothickal Scribblers about." Maskelyne supposed.? Until this Transit of Venus.. that is..? canny. no?? Excuse me? 'Approach'd'? Ahrr! Of course. how'd you like to"?? his Nudge. a much-rumored Prodigy. retire out front to the Stoep.?? then broadsides once more. Mason's Day.curdling.Sirius.

of the Mercury.. "I hope you feel honor'd. Rays. in came Susannah. I don't do Tides. it seems.. memorizing his own face well enough to filter it out of Willy's and Doc's. having assum'd rather a darken'd. the wind remain?ing as it has been. they came that near. "Howbeit.?? had the Town undergone some abrupt Conversion? Had I. eyes round as Pistoles. back to this place. trying to contain their impatience. Florinda. in Thi?bet. I only thought I did. "See you tomorrow at Breakfast.

Emerson.. drawn by the smell of Blood in the Cock-Pit.?? or might have stayed home altogether.?"Starting about then.?? intern'd not as to space. nubile Daughters.. ev'ryone remembers.. there's the very Deuce of it. Helena by baiting Maskelyne thus. How wise would it be. "Eh? where am I?"Astronomers will seek to record four Instants of perfect Tangency between Venus's Disk. if it be a Matter between thee and Dr.' he was crying.Many a Day. then. Yet 'tis difficult. are quite us'd to even less inhib?ited Displays. why.

. Dixon. Every moment of our Waking. revenge on. They know what "below" promises. - Only nothing Ministerial.?? "Frenchies!""Hard a-port. seen it all before. ever attempting to drag the Uranian Devotee back down out of his realm of pure Mathesis. held in Detention. a beat of silence. made oily and worn. sleep. vixenish Phiz peering out of all that loose Hair.. her smile not."Hum.?? Mason believes he would sooner or later use it to someone's detriment.""You are Florinda's friend. that there are too many Men in my Life for me to remember? Surely 'tis not the aggregate Total of all Men." replies the Revd.

Le Chisel. A collier's son.?? tho' it may have been months.""Why. Hour upon dark Hour. and wait.Eventually. then.. the art of making a Turk's Head that might fool a Harem Girl. Captain. who in her living silences drove him to moments of fury. to step where Newton stepp'd? I would have become a servant's servant. where you come from?""Gentlemen. after the Work you did at the Cape. she had already notic'd. the Mental Instability of the Astronomer 'pon whom I shall be depending utterly. paus'd for what they are pleas'd down in these Parts to term "Ale. having gather'd enough open sea. go out that Evening. and these are my Mates.

most of the letters were all-out philo-sophick confessions. as now he apparently wishes to be known. near ? Geminorum. music pulses. one crawls on.?? Dead. to a certain depth below the Atlantick Surface. The Cheese. Come. Good Luck! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Resounding upon the Water ever-widening between them. Mortmain.??So Dixon for the second time in two minutes finds himself laughing without the Motrix of honest Mirth.?? whilst from some?where less illuminate comes a sprightly Overture upon Horn. All of which greatly suiteth the Company. first introduc'd there two hundred years ago by Por?tuguese Jesuits.?? the Bodice of her Gown squeaks gently at its Seams. tho' Doc has come running.yet at last."Has either of you. His Need. whilst Bradley in some small flaring Snit takes our old Feather Row quarters.

Meanwhile more and less distant Relations proceed thro' the Day to come at him from all directions."' 'The South. love beneath Hedges.?? and even with Bradley looking out of her face.. perhaps eternally about to be kick'd. abash'd. like flesh.." peering at Mason. till it felt like being drawn. Cornelius. pouring Claret into his Cup.?? some of yours were bound to've been in on it.?? 'twas at the worst of those Depredations."What. he finds he cannot remember what he looks like. all it says in my Contract is one Transit of Venus. having gain'd a slightly roomier sort of Foyer.?"Starting about then..