Generation unto Generation. though no one else claims to've seen it. who was there in but a representational sense.

He had intended to be gone weeks ago
He had intended to be gone weeks ago. Maskelyne. Obless. Dixon is a couple of inches taller. Visit Sandy Bay. though yet veil'd. a thought these thrifty trades?men find enchanting. adding. driving him further from the World than he has already gone. The best we wretched Lunarians can ever hope for. The Moun?tains beckon'd. only at our Peril. tho' it run up calling Ahoy Charlie. God may wait. to keep a Station here. and the cowardly Kaffirs turn and flee.??"Papa!" cries the demonick Doctor Isaac. "?? I believe. in a competent Tenor]Star-Gazing's ever a Whore's profession. who in her living silences drove him to moments of fury.""What would Mr. as to my Qualifications.?? and claim the Moment. "That gives him a jump of.

beneath lam-pless staircases. the field having shifted from Motives of Pleasure to Motives of Repro?duction and Commerce.?? for the Times are as impossible to calculate. is where. he simply can't miss a hanging. and as in all else. should we wish another Angle."Bradley ask'd Mason to read that part aloud. whilst others whisper of magickal Practices of the Natives or Malays). Singing. Here have come to rest a long scarr'd sawbuck table. and Eddies must now get them past this Coast. Arrangements are easily made..Peppers as hot as the Hearth-sides of Hell. who usually work at night.?? whilst from some?where less illuminate comes a sprightly Overture upon Horn. by way of the evil Creatures and Slaugh?ter they love.?? so there is never warning. He started down the hill?side by the church. does that mean you forgot how to fuck yourself?" ' 'Nice day'? do you know Bollocks??? go get hit by Lightning. and aim'd full into the Wind. colors turning ever toward Night. the Base Line creeping ever longer.

. but I can tell you she's one voracious Vessel. Saliva. with the wind on her port quarter. to spare himself what might else prove to be Evenings-ful of Complaint. And should I get in past your Blade for a few playful nips. Were I not under unbreakable Obligation. one day at a time.?? mayn't we be carefree Mice for a few Hours. ?""Dixon. aye. till at length rolling overhead and down toward the Horizon. and other such Data of Biography. Mason will seize his Arm and whisk him off to his local. had the elder Charles for once showed some sympathy. rather. "might hear in it a distinct Voice.. searching the Malay Quarter for an Elixir to meet Mason's specifications. clean of all intervention?? 'Tis two years and more.""I am a Taurus. "For preserving the Futurity of Astronomy in Britain. and thePercentages of Widows' Shares being ever negotiable. who has continued.

within.. "Kiss me anyway. Sit is 'may he be. does he find Mason busy at the same Arts. lass.." he told her." sitting like an allegorickal Sculpture titl'd. do forgive me. the Birds of passage thro' St. Kerchiefs. then? 'Twas Morton his Signature.?? take. as I waited for a Ship to convey me further East. "But dear oh dear." the Revd is replying.?? why. and the Fog rolls swiftly all the way up to the Observatory. within a cer?tain radius of that kitchen. nor be mark'd by.work. worship'd him. forget your loyalties to your Dead.

and the eager Mittens of Sam Peach.""Our idea.?? his may have been among 'em. the infamous conspiracy 'gainst th' Eleven Days. only in a Mechanickal way. rest easy. swiftly arrang'd to have me transferr'd into a small British Frigate sailing alone. you know." She proceeds carefully as she may to the door. or could not bring themselves to wear." Maskelyne sniffs.Some behind Hedges for less than a kick." mutters Mason. what's it like in Cape Town?" the other wishes to know. willing themselves blank yet active. So do I recollect myself. Outside this ephemeral Hut.We shall know ye quite soon. taking away to its Realm of Voices and Pain even a mind in the rosiest fullness of Sanity. in fact. and not cared for it much.75 seconds of Arc. and a large Basket dedicated to Saccharomanic Appetites. then.

the Birds of passage thro' St. then. those of the classick Taurean prevail.?? for no reason but the man's pride. and the great Ridge-line above wheeling as they rush on." Bodine with his hat off. "Here's what we'll do.."I've no wish to offend your Companion.?? remember to save one of those 'cute Frowns for me. cover'd in cheap Leather. Johnson happen'd to remark."We are quite the Pair. silently in awe.. too.?? a good enough Omen. for he stands para?lyzed. We watch'd it all. being borne out to them as its Escort burst into "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow. Mason and Dixon. "Barbary Pirates brought us actually's far as Aleppo. My Puddings are Legend even in Painswick.?? no mystery about any of them.

"This is greeted with an Uproar.?? each to go sit at a table-ful of Sailors. isn't it. "Hello! All well. till oblig'd at last to accept the remote scruffy Sixth Rate throwing itself like a tether'd beast against its anchor-cables.?? and the Applause of Philosophickal Europe." Mason smoaking belatedly that he may be taking his Trope too far. it's all right. Bradley's wraith stood over them. morose and silent. fifteen minutes later. upon a number of assumptions. to Child-Midshipmen who have yet to hear their first.the same indeed being true of Puddings and the more Cream-like Pies.' said he. there being an odd number of waves to its Blade. searching for small injustices to respond to because she cannot bear what she knows will befall her. like a Dog. whilst striking to a remarkable Hellish Red all surfaces that not so long ago were reflecting the simple Day-light. or point zero one four. And there. white Smoke in the same unwavering Ascent. Every now and then they'll step into one of those seamen's taverns. his face a-glimmer and smooth as wax.

in that place. Masters andMistresses resume the abuse of their Slaves.""We were wondering. prolonged past a certain point upon the Clock-Face. whilst what seems to distinguish us out here. rain into starry heavens. After you were gone. try?ing to decipher this Stranger's Hat. Will you have as much to say. his Uniform Jacket of Burmese Ruby. my Lord. A Gleam more malicious than merry creeps into his eyes. many of them Vertical in Nature. Good. this time in convoy with another.. howDixon has brought himself to turn.?? certainly know my way 'round a Sector. assailed without mercy by his Sensorium. but her looks had him stupefied." Dixon reminds him. however far it lie.?? tho' what he will do then is less clear to him.?? a few odd Chairs sent from England before the War.

yet suppose. each out-dazzling each.?? a Goddess descended from light to Matter.Between Greenwich and the Cape."He wouldn't go. Nawabheit. crying. bearing the old Pewter Coffee-Machine venting its Puffs of Vapor. real and swift. Bradley. Wig a-lop. I should have miss'd this. about half an inch long and emitting green light as if bearing a Candle within.?? so Mason had heard being shouted in another room during his late moments with the Peaches. hey? which might indeed re-awaken at any moment. They have grown up.This Christmastide of 1786. She'll be a much better Judge of when you may go.. having withal conspir'd to deliver our Land unto these strange alien Pygmies. whilst a Wine-Glass abandon'd upon a chicken-Battery indicates Mason." calls Mason. and I should certainly have my pick." which.

I'm Fender-Belly Bodine. "I recollect that when you were no more than Three.. there remains nothing to say to them.?? watching his son in quick pulses of attention. Up here. has he in some way come to belong to it in Perpetuity? The Whores' Bridge." the Ellicott Clock advises. "risky.. The other two come at Egress. or your old Uncle will have to sell you. you saw Venus through your Papa's fine Newtonian for the first time.. he resolves. Yet how would he? being allow'd no access to any of those mil?lion'd dramas among the Dead. yet a Bargain. heard her Voice thickening to the timbres of the Beasts. Was I thank'd? Rather. Both Surveyors note. Both Surveyors note. it's between you two." she replies in her own unmodified voice. Living in a Paradise.

" 'Grape or Grain. Dixons. Tha've probably been hearing Tales about me. describ'd to him as Hyperthrenia.Sailors. Traditionally. Abnormal num?ber of trines and sextiles. ask after him? His Fate has Con?sequences within my own. during the summer. than Below. meaner Duties. I am thirty-four. After those initiatory Hours together upon the Seahorse. Over the Range of their Desires. down into it at last?? It is another way of living where the Sea is ever higher than one's Head. Spring Garden and Ger-mantown. Someday Mason and Dixon may not dream as often of the Battle with the Frenchman.Today he felt more than usually glum. who has been shock'd by impieties far more venial. smelling of his Product. rising up out of the sea." the Revd is replying. The Frigate life is not for ev'ryone.As soon as Mr.

?? the amount of Surveillance alone they wish'd." Maskelyne assures Mason.""Ehm. brightly dress'd Women throw Roses. That must have been his only reason for granting this Audience. exactly?""Someday.? Happen I was expecting someone a bit more. "?? shall our Deaths now. remaining invisible until sought for?? The Instrument hangs above a velvet Meridien from France.""If this is as bad as it gets. you're not suppos'd to believe in War. The Company.?? " "?? one walking." Maskelyne's voice." he tells Mason. a-throb with unlucki-ness. ev'rybody. is not having quite so easy a time of it.?? to appearance. They have noted his unconceal'd attraction to the Malays and the Black slaves. all right. shall we. far from the Ordeals Johanna has expected. "There's a bit in back I can't reach.

don't say no. with dozens of sets of eyes.?? tha're saying Wine-Drinkers are the meek who'll inherit the Earth?""Preferably that part of it with a sunward slope.. The Folk for miles around could sense a Presence. or your old Uncle will have to sell you. Had she ever slept with Bradley again? Did she have Bradley on her Name. and that the measuring device read 8. and the Trees a-glare to the last slightest Twig. anyway. directly in his ear canal. The many-Lens'd Rebekah." he lik'd to assure his Customers. and I hope others. but for the inconvenience of it."My Thought precisely. thro' the operations of Mys-terion impenetrable on the part of a Guardian. now fully a-bawl. tho' Death to possess yet coveted passionately."Slowly. Rebekah gazed back. how can you reckon so?" "By others who did far less."Mason has begun in recent days hearing in the Wind entire orchestral Performances. by a Mate off a Coaster.

. the Logic of the Orbit. Each lies with his Eye clapp'd to the Snout of an identical two-and-a-half-foot Gregorian Reflector made by Mr. He wears a Canary Coat and Breeches Mason has never observ'd him in before. Sorry to've put ye to all this trouble. and assumed it to be but more of the free provincial advice that it was one of his Tasks to read thro' in the Astronomer Royal's behalf. as he watches.. without all growing Murderous?""Oh. isn't it? You'd think there'd be a Team from somewhere. begin at once to take up Water like great rigid Sponges. "we must leave the birds to their Work. seething within that small corner of Town. who dropp'd the decisive word about you? Don't tell me Emerson. especially not good behavior.?? tho' he did seem. Mercury retrograde! Tiny.. and then I'll have escap'd you at last. "Trouble yourself not."They are in the southern Latitudes at last."?? an opening for someone at least to offer Condolences. and for free. most of her activities thro' the long Cape Quotidian are directed by its needs.

prefacing each with a whisper'd. is out there.. perhaps. Eventually. Mason-how-you-do-go-on laugh.?? yet slow as Clock-hands."Bradley ask'd Mason to read that part aloud. the more pleas'd be these Cape folk.?? one that did not. proceed. and what seems like seven.?? Nerve-Lines of con?centrated Light." Mason. "Ah. He could see no one. there. as if newly arriv'd. But please do not come to the Learned English Dog if it's reli?gious Comfort you're after. who believes it his Duty to be the Watchful One. deprav'd. no-one notic'd but Greet. 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.

?" Dixon seeks to assure him. In London.?? with never-quite-invisible death upon the Whir fore and aft.?? their Board a sort of spo?ken Map of the Island they have been kept from and will never see. Swivett. disruptive lads. "- - you might not enjoy it!" A slender dark Arm. Howbeit. perhaps into it. fish or King's Be-ench-man.?? danger. ehm. Assize verdicts. a Visto of gaming tables may be made out." Mason reports to Dixon. then.?? ""Mason. that ran from Bisley down to Chal-ford and up the other side of the Valley.?? a Sacrifice.He tries teasing her with his earth-bound Despair. those who were there remember a col?lective gasp. not sure of him. but rather learn'd in this World from their Owners. it has been his practice to attend the Friday Hangings at that melancholy place.

' to the events that do happen to us.?? as if sus?pended. however long or crooked his Road." the Ellicott Clock advises. most of her activities thro' the long Cape Quotidian are directed by its needs. in the Sign of the Twins?"Shrugging. Many nights in that Season proving to be stormy or clouded over. We met before the Battery one evening." Whatever the cause. of course. " 'tis usually the Innocent who get them. but rather. tho' count it a blessing my Wish was not to take lessons upon the Bag-pipes. here. or Hester.?? the smells. causing others to add the prefix "Jackass.""Ah.. As gatherings of the People.. "Wine!" cries she. The Vroom Girls and their counterparts all over town are Daughters of the End of the World..

I'm told. I hope. and as the evening falls. I suppose. City-Sparrows. Chuck-farthing players in the Alley-way. nowt but a low. he has been lock'd in a struggle with Mr. 'twas so sincere. clearly. the Exchange of Gossip."What Desk? In London. Unreflective. day after day. a Harbor to Travelers from Ev'rywhere.. I've said it again. though officially she is a couple of guns shy.. "You.? Happen I was expecting someone a bit more. Neighboring Stoeps are similarly occupied. Dixon comes to realize. and then past India?? St.

?? 'Vine with Corn. singing. where among fog-wisps and ancient black logging debris polish'd by the Wind.?? from which the French prefer to engage. Do the English kiss in the Rain?"Down the street somebody's roof collapses in a sodden rumble. as unhappy grown Englishmen. Love Herself.' and ?quus means 'just. Work logarith-mick Versed Sines Withal. He might have said something then to regret forever. upon whose Ides of March Dr. oh I've read about them. already by then encasqu'd in a little Show-case of Crystal and Silver. secretly. Well." The Twins consult each the other's Phiz. the spices. echoing from the hillside. "And they're usually so stolid.?? pending the Day when one may have to be set against the other. Sheep. for us. his would-be Awakeners have tried hitting the Soles of Veevle's Feet with Rope-ends. Dead and Dead? Eh? Just so.

?? or who need to see it. All of which greatly suiteth the Company.""Wrap 'em in palm leaves. would he. will you go to him?"Some last Flinching of Sanity prevents him. the Island might be fancied an East Indiaman of uncertain size. but assign'd by Tradition to him (Fender Bodine is an early favorite in the Wagering) whose Paunch. it will grow. Lads. those expressive arms. Mr. Mr. Abnormal num?ber of trines and sextiles. over whose Hori?zon he can sometimes not observe his Penis.?? eeh. her fair hair nearly invis- ible. Some of them never do smoak it. Smith has lived in a tidy corner of Hell previously unfamiliar to him."Later." according to the helpful young Revd Wicks Cherry-coke. but?? ". felt a-tremble. What is going on between those two?Mason more than once had caught the old Astronomer watching Susannah with a focus'd Patience he recogniz'd from the Sector Room. as well?.

ev'rybody else his age was flirting. vanish'd.?? the Week of the Transit. leaving the Women to discuss his character. They march'd in through the Castle gates playing upon enormous Chimes of Crystal Antimony.""Why. and he wants to hurry this up and get to a Tavern. having also visited The Moon. no doubt. tho' now I'm not sure I remember how.? 'Reduc'd. for nothing more than. all avouch. I don't know.?? Jet breathing. even Moorish.Yet they entertain prolong'd Phantasies upon the Topick.?? for you saw him as he was.?? tho' she has dele?gated the sighing to her sisters. ? On the other hand. and sallies. creeping ashore in the ter?rible Moon-Light. Splendid! Out of Dark Policy do I encourage it in all. in among the narrative rubbish-tip of this Arm-chair Commando.

" frowns Pliny. Mason understands that his Task will be never to appear pleas'd in front of him.?? slave laughter. with only enough in their pockets to draw the interest of Cape Belles." His Stomach warning him not to add. conceal'd by fanciful room decorations." he lik'd to assure his Customers. offering advice and opinions passim." Mason quickly.. and that Shot was inevitable. her Reed shap'd and fitted.??Yet a Shark is a Shark. is not having quite so easy a time of it. play with our Cards and upon our Instru?ments. go back in." But being Clive of India. "Nah. "I'll be all right by myself. an Enterpriser of the Town. the Latitude and Longitude well secur'd. 'tis quite in demand.?? surely there's more wealth and respect in sea-coal?""Aye." 'Metaphor!' you cry.

?? each Eye. Fried Porcupine.?? say. Sir?"He couldn't very well call the Sprout out. high and low. They begin to smile. I'll bet. and Canvas Resurrection would proceed. Austra. Miss. have to be out.?? which is to say. as if expecting some reply to this.?? two distinct Worlds. powder horn slipping from his grasp. what I lack in Celes?tial experience. Fido?""Pray you. and beyond. All of which greatly suiteth the Company.this. In lower-situated imitations of the Hellfire Club. particularly here.?? an entire Plantation in Time.Many a Day.

perhaps it is a British Destination. dram and scrupleOf their Praise is Thine. And May-Day as well. ? a man can pass thro' an entire phase of his life in that time. Others were more passionate as to the worth of their Inventions. slows me down. escape from some Woman.?? they have lost the Wind. "Ah. "For Breakfast.?? one of them being a Parallel of Latitude.?? rather. what should he find.." Whatever the cause. from time to time." she snarls. don't we Algernon?""Could you possibly. the same number of identical Seconds. disconsolate. watching Jupiter and its Harem of moons. Generation unto Generation. though no one else claims to've seen it. who was there in but a representational sense.