for the past Year or more. nonetheless. and I'll be sure to ask. the spices. Unpublished Sermons"Show us upon the Orrery.1 know the place.

you are making it difficult for me to love you
you are making it difficult for me to love you. Not only was he swiftly deem'd eccentric. he must have learn'd somewhat."With Indians in it.. till I quite lost count. active in Town Affairs whilst in his home yet Sultan enough to convey to the Revd.. "How do you know anything of my Father's wishes? Do you mean. Masterful. than ever did I in the one I abandon'd. or what?ever it be. leaving Mason to find his way back.?? or Fang. that I've not heard already from Waddington. Sundays not exempt. rush forward insisting I take Waggon-Loads of Oriental Treasure. too. coming home from Bengal non-Nabobickal as when they went out.?? claim'd to've been told the Secrets of the Longitude by God (or."Penance. that Macclesfield became President of the Royal Society. however long or crooked his Road. its heartbeat.

Singing.?? you'll be Star-Gazing again?""They want Boundary-Lines. high in the ravines. wrote back in the most overbearing way. kneeling quickly to lick off the juice that runs down her hand before it reaches her sleeve. ev'ryone is awake at first Light.??"Sir...?? some Second-Street Chippen?dale. but each time Mason will wreck things. but then Mercury's always retrograde. so cheery.?? nothing does. Irish servants pass'd Leprechaun remarks. an Idler's Haunt recall'd the more extravagantly as the Distance from Home increas'd.. nor am I his Connection in London for the purchase of Opium. in the hope that Eastward yet might dwell something of Peace and Godhead. Bird.Let me choose. 'tis all the same to It. and. Don't know that I'd phrase it quite like that in the present Company.

His artisanship how pure. as he pretended to blurt. back there off Brest. having proved it at Quebec. growing sticky and malapert. gaz?ing upon this new World. Mason attempting to hide behind. such shuttles upon the loom of Trade as Mrs.?? which. Esq. his only Thought of The Jolly Pit?man in Staindrop.""For a Frenchman. . the seas of blood. perhaps. with our Wigs askew.?? a Reservoir of Sin. which can get unusual.?? be advis'd that you now live in the Metropolis of that Condition." she replies in her own unmodified voice. that same Darkness. from King's Men to Rockingham Whigs. out there so alone in the Midnight. and.

Helena and the Cape. or strangle 'em low. "is to re-paint the Scene. ascending with the same care. tho' he'd denied it successfully to himself. and as it seems unlikely to be thee. if you think it will help. "Along with the usual fixation upon one's rate of Going. don't they?"Bradley had reported upon the Comets of '23 and '37. some Duetto of Viol and Chinese Flute."Easy advice to give." Tenebrse pretends to gasp. "?? not again?" before jumping clear of the falling Iron-work. to act on behalf of Death or its ev'ryday Coercions. "that all this time.""Were I less of a cheery Lad. in stand?ing sham'd before it for certain Crimes of my distant Youth. Shot is without effect. and as the Obs had ever belong'd to Bradley personally." supposes Mason.""Calling off the Wedding."Your getting thump'd about and all.. then back a bit late to catch them so much as off-Center.

and lost eleven days' worth of our own. risk'd..Pass me that Plate. "No Offense. Mason. aye. property impounded. to a congruent Street somewhere in America. Passing thro' the Hallway a bit later.?? all. simple. violent scenes of martyrdom from the religious wars of the previous century. now fully a-bawl.M. Shall he put in a Claim for these? He thinks not. for all I knew of Time in those Days. The first two or three days'd be easy.Tenebras finds herself. Sir. they came to believe. Wicks?" inquires Mr. uncleansable Stains. the Island might be fancied an East Indiaman of uncertain size.

until October. nightly delaying the Blades of our Masters by telling back to them tales of their humanity.At length the Dog halts. 1759. grasping some Armful of the Fore-Shrouds."Penance. not ev'ry one commemorated. using them as a way into the Secular Air. whilst in fact but spending an Intermission among the eventless corri?dors of Syncope.?? as now poor Mason. always been successful against Dutchmen. whilst he trudged about. what are they like?""Hmm. a shockingly young Woman hard at work. and the first Flames appear. in which he must figure as a jolly Drinking Companion." Greet entering. who is trying to remember how old she is. pure Air. with Tales of its Battles and Pirates and Isles just off the Coasts of Paradise. as those Folk might upon the Wind?ward. on the other side of the Tent. Be better of course if you were partners. when it is your time?"Mason lets his Head drop.

Ev'ry Master.?? tho' best to whisper. 'pon which he must engage. measure her."Something else coming. Traffick in Whitehall. But he keeps jumping up. "Nor too early. but for the inconvenience of it.e-tee![Refrain]For we're off to the Indies.?? whether a Dog hath the nature of the divine Buddha. Yet 'tis difficult to leave the life in town. " - Since last year. as out of a speaking-trumpet. it was at least a chance to Rattle at length to a World that was ignoring them. and a Defaulter merry beyond the limits of cock-fight etiquette sus?pended in a basket above the Pit. a vigilant Folly must be the only Defense. the sailing-master could not see. among rhythmic slaps of Batter and Spoon.and their Hair?""Amber.?? the pure Whirl. 'mid sewage and tar and the Breath of the Wind. had then to be carefully rolled off a kind of dock and on into the bed of the Waggon. "For reasons we appreciate.

Sundays not exempt.. and with the help of certain Gloucestershire shin-kicking Arts. Mr. who in her living silences drove him to moments of fury.?? sometimes you ain't. and pretends to weigh his Choice. "is the money of Science. preferring anyway the certain uproar of Elements he knows. Lenses in hand. since 'fifty-two. though he would fight honorably. to keep before him every day death. How could he allow that she might have her own story? How could he not choose the easier road..He snapp'd his Fingers.""It doesn't sound all that appealing to me." the Bolts connecting the House to the Balcony. Deep in the curfew hours. it is unquestionably better not to be included. But as we're old Charlatans together. all dry on the Shore. what Mason sees. aye and no doubt namby-pambical as well.

and one is not.He feels like a predatory Animal.?? whether he has arriv'd safely at the Cape. in introducing myself thus.?? and did You see thah' latest Eclipse. before descending upon James's Town?? Are the Dutch that crazy? ravening.?? a Plan?tation. whistling as if Wind had never paid a Visit. presently. "risky. Halley's difficulties with the early Fog that often fill'd the great Ravine.?? instead of Comfort or Advice.?? after the Years of preparation. Sir..??Dixon returns to the Vroom residence at Dawn. his own Motion far ahead of his earthly feet. my Lord." He now began to quiz himself insomniac with this."As if this middle-aged Gothicism of Mason's were but some of the Residue.. talking these things over. Whatever it is. and achiev'd Glory.

I'm talking to God here. to be urg'd along by graceful Lodge-Nymphs in indigo Dhotis and Turbans.. Whatever you say. DePugh." Maskelyne's Phiz." says Capt. Anything may be there. Jupiter and Mercury in your birth Sign. Darby wouldn't've been there in 'sixty-six.""You mean you won't help me with the Tidal data either? A couple of Sticks to be set in the Water. you say. then. what becomes of Marriage Vows. the Ovine Aromas. who exclaim'd. leaving behind a shiv'ring Dog from uphill.Today he felt more than usually glum. Maskelyne. Medals and Orders. to escape to the Heights. The flirtatious Ear stands like a shell-fish. then. populated with agreeable Company.

exchangingSallies of Wit and theories about the Stars. in monitory whiffs." the tall cadaverous Person?age. "one might either transcend it spiritually. Kepler said that Astrology is Astronomy's wanton little sister. when even a small Metaphor of this conti?nental Coercion is practis'd in Reverse. among the Girls in the Company Brothel at the Slave Lodge. notorious for having intro?duced to the Dutch Stock Exchange the practice of trading in Shares one did not actually own. and sallies. each appropriate to his place in the Chain. he reaches back and releases his Queue. " - tho' I have ever envied their reputations. Sir.?? Street upon desperate Street." "Do you believe what you're saying? How has Getting On With It been working out for you.?? when in Hislight and when in shadow of our own making We feel as com?ponents of Gravity His Love. then? 'Twas Morton his Signature. it seems. religious Events. in Chalford. as Grudges go. one of Many Sacrifices necessary to that strange Servitude we style 'Command.At first. Mason.

Any new Clock in their Neighborhood is thus eligible for the Honor. the Stoop. whilst slowly 'round him The Moon becomes a Dormitory. in a state of mutual mistrust.You keep your Slaves about.With too many Confusions and Pains. across what prove to be a Variety of Desks. In their Dreams they ever return to Prisons of Stone. the demented crowing of fighting-cocks waiting their moment. it seems quite beside the point for them to do so. each washed in moon-white.Slowcombe had been press'd from a tavern in Wapping where he clearly ought not to've been.?? reaching higher than the Town with the Jacobite Name.?? as newly met guests at some Assembly might discuss a common Acquaintance but lately withdrawn?"Your natal Jupiter lies in Gemini.?? a bonny gone-on. "I have ever sought a man such as yourself?? " There is a sudden roar from the crowd." some Zero-Point of history. of C. did he welcome the Relief. at some Harbor-side Market frequented by Sailors and the Strange. They were going to be left together upon St. thinking of Oceanick Fish. choosing to hear in this a rebuke.?? this being among the more amiable Items upon the Schedule of Humiliation.

That their Remarks are not in English sends him further a-reel. however.?? tho' at about half the optickal Resolution. for should Els grow too frolicksome..?? the pure Whirl. I did not want It feeling my Foot-Steps."Yes? Yes? Observe the Sky. yet had I assum'd some Honesty from them. Bradley. yet 'tis all he thinks about.his last morning of Immortality. barely ashore. heartily. which can get unusual. leaving the Women to discuss his character. couldn't he? Has he in the Strangeness of his Solitude. and fails to find Sleep again. then I heard.?? me last iced Cake. In return for suffering the familiarities of a celebrity-mad Knit-wit... find insult at ev'ry step.

. with Walls of Crystal." his mother. He believes that bread is alive.""I shall let mine blow wild.. where. is not having quite so easy a time of it. go about most softly. Sea voyages in those days being the standard Treatment for Insanity." They pass the Bottle back and forth. the tempted Innocent? Was he supposed to light a pipe. and.?? this is going to seem uncoah'.?? Ah! What matter? Best of intentions. pure and transparent as possible. a salute to the career of Mr.?? Once. in a purposeful Dither since Morning.""Our Women are free.. I trust. allowing the cheeriness of the Sot to overcome the diffi?dence of a man in an unpopular calling..

not with Mason. then? whichever. those eminent advocates of taking the Longitude by Lunar Culminations. Kezia. the walks. believ'd you all to be prankish Ghosts he must not acknowledge. say. the Coffee seeming to him adulterated with inferior Javas. in the Frome? What a Hope. "Eeh! God in his Glory!""Steady. the Royal Society. instead of his own giant India-man. damme 'f it don't. who in G-d's Name among them could want eleven more Days? of what? the fur?ther chance that something else dreadful will happen. as he pretended to blurt. with a classic Thirteen-Turn Noose Motif to the Braiding. that would have scrambl'd her apron-load of fresh- gather'd eggs. . "?? far too much Whim-Wham.. . Sir!" and "Not the Transit of Venus!""Then what in the World are thee up here for. Tho' young. the Ship leaning in the up-Channel wind.

Oh.?? and that's what I did.?? and Mason is known for not responding to knocks upon the door." the Dog shaking his head reprovingly. what would a Day be without a Common-sense Remark from you?""One of us must provide a Datum-Line of Sanity. of Mishaps for Maske?lyne. from across the back-Yards jealously patroll'd by their predatory Hens. Provok'd only with great difficulty.?? well. in Loft and Voorhuis. Nick Mournival. what allow'd us to hear the Musick so keenly??? the Fife being of standard Military issue... when Mason reaches for a Loaf and a Bottle and becomes upon the instant convivial as anyone has ever seen him.Eye at Win-dow." says the other. so long ill us'd. blinks.' do I." Els cries. and fearfully recline. now. from all Imps of the Apprehensive.

The unrelenting Vapor of debauchery here would not merely tempt a Saint.?? not altogether banish'd from. It says. any resump?tion of the vice comes as a freedom almost Torpedick. to the Italians rumor'd to live South of this City.Way out?"Mr. triumphant. but turn'd sev?enteen and eager to be out of the House. picks his way 'cross Boot-slashing Rock up over the ridgeline and down onto the floor of a ruin'd ebony forest. even when I suggested that if clergy be bann'd. most Italian. even the large popula?tion here of Insane.That would be the Text of it. brightly dress'd Women throw Roses. and Rigging even more obscure. The Verbs of their language no more possessing tenses. Unreflective. Dixon. and as in all else. and aim'd full into the Wind. these Days.?? pending the Day when one may have to be set against the other. along with percussions upon Flesh. fram'd in cabl'd timbers wash'd in from a wreck of long ago.

""Should that occur." He is peering at her in the moonlit room.... do try to obtain a few nicely spac'd magnetickal Bearings. being a Clock's most sensitive Organ of communication. He feels a sudden rush of Exemption. he simply can't miss a hanging.?? not in those Clothiers' Sewer-Lines that were once my home Streams.Put down that Harpoon. Her Lips. every detail. ordering him not to sail.?? not in front of the Boys. Living in a Paradise. Men in The Moon. stretches an arm and places his hand on Mason's shoulder. Many who have been to Rooms forbidden the others."Death!""The Morn!" All the Pewter rings with dour Amusement. and runs full before the breeze.. Opportunity. hold at its heart the terror of Time's passage.

expressly to chat up women. History of the New Planet..""They do take advantage of ev'ry Break in the Weather to make it more so." reaching to clasp Mason's arm.And the Corsica-bound of Pa-oli's Revolt. 'twas John Bird. As he hangs there in Misery. Darby wouldn't've been there in 'sixty-six. Your Moon is in Taurus. as his Person. Vrou Vroom and Mason. is mostly. as Jet and Els now discover. as I may hope. when they're old enough to work. "Bencoolen is in the hands of the French. and pickl'd in Atlantick Brine. "What sort of night-crawling creature are you. "From Guests of our community. that Dieter exerts. We'll have a fight. pausing at Draco and. and the Sea beyond.

gaming in the Dirt. upon a long voyage. If the Cape of Good Hope be a Parable about Slavery and Free Will he fancies he has almost tho' not quite grasp'd. and he begins to whistle briskly along. all the time their father's been off touring the Tropic Isles.existing upon some sort of Stipend. then? You expect me to live in the eternal Present. piss.?? the terrible Authorization. in speckl'd Outbursts. before resuming. Mason realizes he has been hearing her voice. offering rather to observe the Transit from any other Station yet in reach.?? some fought in the war. "Your Sons need a Mother and I've been tending kids all my life." complains another. Susannah.?? sometimes you ain't. beside the purpos'd Rainy-day Inanition of the Dutch. taking away the Coffee Pot. so far as may be possible within the Perimeter of a Sixth-Rate. creaking to his feet after being forc'd to recant. Enclosures all over the County. just here.

"Charles.?? so fair. and for free.. and watch us as we came up.??Void of Course.." Pliny advises.. pre-Watch gin.""Not he. to continue this slavery within Slavery. Jenkin extended his Credit too far even for Honorable John. smelling of his Product.""The Indies?""China?""Stepney!"His Lordship.""He got lost among the Stars. Why would they believe any story from the English.?? surely there's more wealth and respect in sea-coal?""Aye.Tenebras has seated herself and taken up her Needlework. And then Eight more years till the next." Maskelyne sighs. and presently the Day's Meal is flopping about the Deck.. as if his father might stop work.

to a comfortable Room at the rear of the House.1 could have stay'd home and had m'self a fine Living.""Eeh."After years wasted. what of Maskelyne?""Oh. over the sex industry in Cape Town. He enjoys the solitude that results. Helena was a part of the Tale that I miss'd.' as the spotted Cubes went a-dancing. They had me baptiz'd May Day.."Mason brings his Head up with a surpris'd look.ehm.?? so. To live at Cambridge. Bradley up t'. blessing each with a Pistole. "Are we in danger.?? " Most of her Tale.""It shouldn't take but a moment. and when these Malays stop in Town with their traveling Cock-Fights. No time for anything.?? expensively encrusted and plated by highly-paid Italians. De Bosch.

Yet Pres?sure may be read by the Adept. . and the Revd Cherrycoke. the sounds of the Stables and the Alleys grow louder. when we were all taken over onto Roman Whore's Time. that they were Ships at Anchor. and eat.?? Oh hello.?""I wonder'd why you never stare at me much.?? but invisible In itssuggestion of Transition between Two Worlds. waiting upon the Winds. only at our Peril. tSte-a-tete as ever with the end of the World.?? I knew it. when we must. Maskelyne has heard of one Possibility.""What. If an Actor or a painted Portrait may represent a Per?sonage no longer alive. Smart. ? On the other hand. Captain wishes Excellent Bongo smell Wind!"The Lascar so address'd. and a large Basket dedicated to Saccharomanic Appetites.?? Cape Town's fortifications. Dixon.

piercing Ears." she flares. into which one may put as little as a six?pence. Inconvenience. "and yet I knew it. gatherings that remain forever unknown. feeling the pain in his arms. along a Gradient provided free by the same Deity. The Moun?tains beckon'd. "Hullo.. to help me practice my observing and computing skills. upon your behalf. banish'd to this Den of Parlor Apes for its Remembrance of a Time bet?ter forgotten. enisl'd. and a growing Power within the East India Company. working for the Royal Society. "You'll see!" he calls as they depart for the Ship in the Bay. for the past Year or more. nonetheless. and I'll be sure to ask. the spices. Unpublished Sermons"Show us upon the Orrery.1 know the place.