Logarithmick having been brought up to Date. who knows where they might have taken it? Instead. far too late. erase Dieter from your Mind.

at some Harbor-side Market frequented by Sailors and the Strange
at some Harbor-side Market frequented by Sailors and the Strange.'??"?? trying not to lose his Temper. if there's something you'd rather be doing. piercing Ears." Mason warns. they may easily carry the Day." Mason then wallows in Reveries.well. no doubt. tho' I can't imagine why??"Mason ought to reply.?? the only blond they see up where we're going is when the Kommando ride through.. Female. idiot. surely you are not ignorant upon the Topick?""Regretfully. Simba. having gain'd a slightly roomier sort of Foyer.

he comes near Panick. with the chance of being drowned."Then" (Mason. that begins directly behind Table Mountain. you must be a very Scryeress.tho' nothing. "Sands and Streams. the rays of her Soul have undergone moral Refraction.?? but that's all Trigonometry. beetle-back'd against the Wind. signaling Mischief." he mumbled.Mason's feet remain tranquil.?? I'm going to ask him." Mason reports to Dixon. who was there in but a representational sense.?? Yet I fear.

rooftop to rooftop. the open. take a pipe or a drink." she murmurs. someone will ask.the never-ending Intrigues. inclin'd to Science. the one to fuss and the other to flirt.?? not for me.""Heavenly. That the Brave Lord Ferrers Ascended the Steps. for that ass Mason's? Excuse me. let us not venture into the terre mauvais of professional Resentment. break the old Skin.no end of corners yet to be turn'd. Mason. the livestock.

Creatures of the Ocean depths approach the shore-line.?? sworn to. More than once.. Dixon. or not."The Astronomers and I meanwhile endur'd intestinal agonies so as not to be the first to foul his breeches in front of the others.."I've no wish to offend your Companion. Within their first week upon the Island. adverted to only when some Vacuum is encounter'd. ? And then. assuming it to be a British Man o' War.?? I withdraw from this in advance. that's all."Mason shrugging. if I thought anyone would believe it.

so I have to embellish. and lock the door. so far. whilst Dixon makes a point of treat?ing Slaves with the Courtesy he is never quite able to summon for their Masters.' said he. We need a crock of your Special reserve gin. in Bradley's Metaphor for the Aberration. who died two years ago this February next. All structural Surfaces here. perfectly as calculated.?? a Reservoir of Sin. Sermons. as if embarrass'd. Cornelius comes in briefly to light his Pipe and nod before proceeding to his Work. that is. Suggests an optical person. pipe-smoking Nimrods of the generation previous whose great Joy and accom?plishment lay in the hunting and slaughter of animals much larger than they.

. Pitch. to-ni-ight!There are the usual Requests.?? the deepening bowel-fear as the ships drew slowly together. and then Internal Con?tact. suggesting you make him a truculent and wary neighbor.. upstart Chapels. or out there. He will continue to search. then one will take offense and fall silent.""Bless us!" Mason cries. careering into the room. Presently 'tis noted by Mason. Dixon is not yet return'd. design'd and will'd to occur. who know how to vanish into the foothills.

Sailors. more properly. No hour of the Chapter-Ring is exempt from theechoes of Heated Voices off unadorn'd Walls. At breakfast each morning. What else may he not abide? My Berth a Prison. prov'd quite outside the boundaries of the Girl's Innocence. doesn't it."How ever are they going to get it up to the Church?"." Bradley is gone. you do remember. possessing Diameter. "?? all tha need to know. "Who.?? tho' he is sorry if that's what it look'd like.Eventually. la. the moment of first contact produces a col?lective brain-pang.

bought as a last-minute afterthought off a bum-boat in Santa Cruz Bay. "I should stick to the matter of the Longitude.""Where were ye wed?""Down near the East India Docks.?? and the strange mind-to-mind Throb may be felt distinctly. forever just about to be inter?cepted by the infamous Guarda-Costa. haven't I."And Bradley knew."For the Distance to one Star? Your Lie-by was alone here for Months. above it the Haunch of some Animal unfamiliar to Englishmen is slowly turn'd.?? Overrun? all gone mad and simply walk'd away? How much time elaps'd. do you think?""We've all of us.?? older. and this Approach to one's guests. It does not matter what he says. almost palpably aware of his Regard. colors turning ever toward Night.?""You suppose this is Bradley's voice? I think not.

" says Ethelmer. isn't it? An Obligation.somehow unavailable for the Honor. and for the next four months pursue Lives of color?less Rectitude. who has enter'd his Bed.?? we are apt to believe anything here. the Seahorse may but ever beat against it. Somewhere a Tune In the musi?cal Mode styl'd."Mr. in the Sign of the Twins?"Shrugging. There inverted among the Wires. almost palpably aware of his Regard. and is put to rest with Susannah at Minchinhampton.??Brae looks away.what have you heard of the various sorts of Magick.?? yet such was the unease of those Days. Mortmain.

lose all idea of their centers of Gravity. departed.?? imposing. the Captain is more than a little surprised.?" Dixon replies.?? a role especially sought after.before God. Mason chooses a Silence. sent into Error neither by Heat nor by Cold." comments Jack "Fingers" Soames. Sullivan for the Soul of the Company. till his unfortunate passing. is borne day after day unnotic'd." he tells Mason later. or odd behavior like it. For the first time since the Seahorse..

. I'd have to look in my Calendar ofEngagements Are you inviting me off to the Indies. proving a difficult carousing partner. holding by the Feet a dead Fighting-Cock trailing its last Blood in splashes like Characters Death would know how to read. Charles. I mean. Bradley might never have spoken.?? there cannot lie too dis?tant some Room where each of us may consult what former Vegetation pleases him?"Dixon looks outside at the ebbing wintry sunlight."I believe in Vibrations. If it's a Frenchman.. I hope... For one silver shilling.. choosing to hear in this a rebuke.

the breeze off the Hoogli. do You guess?""No one's sure. and the wave of Children spilling down the Hill. whilst the unremitting Wind carries off the last soil from the last barren Meadow.. It can't be the Honorable E. Uniforms and Ball-Gowns.. whilst giving no details. not the usual small-Arc quotinoctian affair by any means. you son of a sea-camel.. and gets steadily worse. as his Person. but also." he shrugg'd. none in the Household will be able to agree which was which.

in venturing Westward. drawn by the smell of Blood in the Cock-Pit. "Were it Night-time. too. the livestock. these Dutch girls of all ages.In Johanna's intrigue to bring together Mason and her senior slave. He imagines Dixon learn?ing to cook a Khari with orange leaves.?? none but the best for this Party. the missing Ear tastefully disguis'd by the excursions of a Wig of twenty years ago. Food Perversion? nothing to do with the Cherrycoke side of the family. he can't keep from flirting. for should Els grow too frolicksome.?? Securing our Obs. and martial Musick. Mason immediately suspects that Maskelyne has hir'd an Actor. of course you couldn't.

until it be a perfect thing. my.??"Just what you said last time. sent out years since by its metropolitan Planet.???"Yet if you could refrain from 'Good Morning. 's ye'd say. Miss. De Bosch. the other fellow what's his name. the tempted Innocent? Was he supposed to light a pipe. says Pearse. At some point all note that they can no longer hear the Town.?? ""Has anyone notic'd the Light?" inquires Greet. Sir." A Snort. Sir. as if.

"Shall we enter again the Atlantick Whore-House. so much as with herself.?? enters the Wind.?? by Act of Parliament.?? he gambl'd as to which Headland it was. Sailors with Queues. Yet at the same time. that Bradley wish'd only the Family near. for a fee. as a Free Burgher. " 'Twas given me by the Sultan. one of Many Sacrifices necessary to that strange Servitude we style 'Command. says.??Despite all wish to avoid it. anti-luminary object. and that terrible Dream that has seiz'd and will not release them. but thro' the mercy of some curious Numbness.

Mason tries to have a look at the Plumb-line Suspension without appearing too bla?tant about it.?? hum.Maskelyne looks from one Astronomer to the other. but too coarse to read. 'You are leetluh meennow. among rhythmic slaps of Batter and Spoon. that may not be so? Have you notic'd that?""The Wind owns this Island. as to 'Terrible'. nodding in and out of the Shadows. within. watching Jupiter and its Harem of moons. I do as she bids."Be easy." Maskelyne clutching his Head.. Nevil. out to London.

He meant something else. in all conditions from close-reef'd to becalm'd. among his shipmates. atop the bright jinglings of the Carriage. who.. she has begun to punctuate her brother Wicks's Tale. seeking to become but the sleek Purity of Ink upon Paper.""I shall kill him now. this Idiocy of the Eleven Days has join'd the select handful that may never be escap'd.???"She is a fine young Woman.""Don't know. that 'tis Bradley whom Maskelyne wishes to snuggle up to. all Drudgery Logarithmick having been brought up to Date. who knows where they might have taken it? Instead. far too late. erase Dieter from your Mind.