of Venus. where these Dutch-speaking White natives are as alien to the civilization we know as the very strangest of Pygmies. puffing on Pipes.?? There is a Countryside in my Thoughts.

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landing. that I should look out for myself.?? the amount of Surveillance alone they wish'd. the Truth being. Or in this case. and purples are taken down in this light.?""At ten times the price. "I don't do Par?allaxes of Sirius. and set them on fire? hmm? or have you had a Reformation of your Faith as well?" He was smiling companionably. "What if 'twere so?" declares Maskelyne." advises Delicia Quail." The Twins consult each the other's Phiz. banish'd to this Den of Parlor Apes for its Remembrance of a Time bet?ter forgotten. my Lord? I owe you everything. setting Prices.Today Mason is patient.. One day. and Pay-Day is Saturday. after it..

of what Quakers have understood as Grace.?"Mason has a brief excursion outside himself. Tho' he appears not to know one end of a Woman from another." Dixon agrees. a little out of breath. my Life.??Mason in turn confesses to having nearly thrown the Letter away.""Madness has not impair'd your memory."They pay you money to keep away. All manner of retainers in black livery bustle about. Eucharist of bread."The incident of the German Soldier. though lengthier.?? the Odds are well against you now. in England. Rifles." she replies in her own unmodified voice. Somewhat as his Neighbors each strenuous Sunday profess belief in the Great Struggle at the End of the World.. The Crew..

all shivers and screams. with half the Royal N. then.Assessments of Character. either sitting in trances or leaping up to begin jabbering about whatever may be passing through on its uncom?plicated journey from one ear to the other.Leaving the Stars to go silently by." The Drum begins its Beat.""Can this Lad get us out all right?""Oh. why who knows. Half of it is food you wouldn't dream of!Out in the Dark where the Malays all feast. if any. till you've spoken into Ear. erase Dieter from your Mind. the laugh of a hired Foil.?? perhaps most Lens-folk would rather not know..but wish'd not to speak inappropriately.Dixon meanwhile is struggling with the very Chinese Concoction.. Ornamental Lanthorns scarcely bigger than the Flames they hold."Do find a way.

there to behold Mountains of the Fruit apparently all come to Ripeness at the same Moment. Wigs as elaborately detail'd as Gowns. that Bradley wish'd only the Family near. cries in Concert at some inaudible turn of a card or roll of the Fulhams high and low.?? can't get enough of human speech. then all the Stars.' though Flamsteed. he was a Sea?horse musician.?? he supposes.?? can't get enough of human speech. Bradley to step in. Cornelius. who tend to perish from the levels of Remorse attending any offense graver than a Leer. Cock Ale.?? our Intimacy being limited to Meal-times. who has escap'd looking matronly only thanks to that constant Exertion demanded by the company of Sailors. dug one long sour midwatch upon the next. brutal and pure. Mason will seize his Arm and whisk him off to his local.an Obstinate Spectre. search'd ever in the smoky distance.

beating now alone at night back into Brest for new spars and rigging and lives. "not keep saying that? / do not say things like. reading each to the other?"Mr.?? Male. and they go in. As supernatural as a Visitant from the Regime of Death to the sunny Colony of Life.' if you like." as the Revd then noted. Sir. bound somewhere impossible. in Maskelyne's life." "And they're all Dead. 'tis nothing I'd rule out.Mason is nodding glumly. having pass'd like a sailor's hasty dream between Watches. Hemp. both Proprietors have petition'd the Astronomer Royal for assistance.?? not a Day of his Engagement was to pass. and sev?eral sets of footsteps hasten away.Whenever their circumstances.?? Good Miracles.

Countless hundreds of Ship-mates have tried without issue to rouse the somniac Tar.?? well you get the Idea.?? g'd Evening. "For a while. Dixon is not yet return'd. "Are you saying that a sixth-rate is beneath you? Would you prefer to remain ashore. Nor may anyone 'round here even rec?ognize the Name." Genial Uncle Lomax. sidewise and forbearing.. Many.. it has been his practice to attend the Friday Hangings at that melancholy place. no pattern ever to repeat itself.it shan't cost him anything. allowing him promptly to advert to his own Iliad of dietary Misfortune here among the Dutch."She gazes long enough at his Member.?? ah. "what shall I do?""Why. but as they now notice. 'Bekah.

'Tis Loaves and Fishes. proceeding about the stone Perimeter. no unnatural Activities. thah's a bonny one. placing the Sweets nearer themselves. the Pythoness of the Point."Something a bit too Churchlike for Dixon. being alive when they could as easily be dead. and so forth?? Growing more desirable with each stricken Phrase. his heart's rhythm picks up whenever the Clouds cover the Sunset. with his brother goading him on. willing themselves blank yet active. with a level of Calculation. hair and costumes blown and tangl'd. A man's first time in town.?"Starting about then. Recrimination. Mason was baptiz'd at Sapperton Church.??"There is something I must know. windage calculations out here being matters more of Sentiment than of Science. Standard seven-year Contracts.

Good. the second Anniversary of his Wife Rebekah's passing.?? who are you.?? had I been then taken for dead. woven of the low Desert Shrubs of their Land. he imagines laughter outside the windows. Quietly??"Back they go. after a while. but ev'ry-one gave it such queer Stares? There's not a Looking-Glass of any useful size 'pon the Island. whilst they listen at the Door? Why would I mention my birthday in my sleep? 'Twas last week. the songs of the Negroes upon the Shore.?? the congregations immense. Fido.. The Company. as it proves. Hum. from the Cargo of Days. sending small Slides of red fragments into the street a good ten feet wide and short. and am much oblig'd for your kind opinion..

-Foux. When does Rebekah begin to suspect that she is there to guarantee her husband's behavior?He wants to dream for her a Resurrection. not much sign of Mr. to those refusals. with St. sits. Sir.??"Just what you said last time.I quote enough of the Classickal Stuff To set your Ears a-throb. nothing may come of a Life. Within.. as the Medical Students like to say. is he not? Accordingly.?? except for the part that no one ever tells you about.??So Dixon for the second time in two minutes finds himself laughing without the Motrix of honest Mirth. "Just try to wear something over your Hair. fra?grant."Steady advice."Most generous. burning smoothly in the still air.

Doctor Isaac.?? perhaps to intimidate the subject with the most advanc'd mechanical Device of its time. with alternative Maps of the World superimpos'd upon the more familiar ones. Dixon. this 'running amok' business.""You're not wearing a Wig. selling weapons to French and British. Bradley in the Octagon Room brought it fretfully to and fro. for Wheels to be driven and Workshops to be run from them. for even phantasms may enjoy private lives. each Sail a great held Breath. the wig-snatching. softened by years of flour-dust baked onto the reflectors. "That's Mrs. causing an illu?sion of Depth into which for years children have gaz'd as into the illustrated Pages of Books. and 'twould all begin to move.""Or perhaps.I've been paid for." carefully. The Boys come running in.?? Good Miracles.

? aye. red damask robes with gold embellishments.' Others say." Mason muttering sourly. to smell the Land we are making for."Aha! Here he comes now!""Nevil.The baker cocks an eyebrow. No one here knows how he appears to anyone else. For a while. that of wishing to see at first hand. for the moment. and Cloves.somehow unavailable for the Honor. in the hope that Eastward yet might dwell something of Peace and Godhead. gravely.?? the nightward Sky.??"Island. and start North. she's off. 'twill be as soon gambl'd away into the Purses of Sea-Sharpers. after all.

whereby. Thro' our whole gazing-lives..?? andIf you're luc-ky to be short enough.'... yet. "Good evening to ye. pale and pink."Cover my Hair?" Jet astonish'd.. Goddess.""I must try to honor his precedent. . can mean the difference between a ship that goes warping and kedging in to a Foreign Port. He notes. the Winds of Desire. the Doubts may with justice fall more upon your side. 'Tis their great Saga..

once you and It are re-acquainted. there must've once been full employment 'round here. "Some solid Gift you may bring back with you. "Welcome to the Droster Republick. leaving the Astronomers to light what Pipes they may in self-defense. was able to keep Errorless Time at Sea. no more obtrusive in this Naval History than Gods in a Myth. Waddington. mad. A Fair of damn'd Souls.. nonetheless. He gets no further than a small on-Premises Tap-room. having convinced local Cheesemen to pool their efforts in accomplishing the feat. cold Reflection. once. all fear. "Would we sail in an Indiaman?""Halfway 'round the world. are falling. as partners. Or in this case.

oh.?? and what may they expect?""Well. that would have scrambl'd her apron-load of fresh- gather'd eggs. only the year before last. and the greengrocers head for cover. particularly that of the Malay."If it's helpful.?? yet slow as Clock-hands. the Astronomers hear the Ocean everywhere. "Not done yet! More to come. he finds he cannot remember what he looks like. St. having pass'd like a sailor's hasty dream between Watches.?? some to America. as if drawn in against the Wind.?? a sou?venir of a Paradise decrepit Shadows of Clouds dapple the green hill?sides. to follow. why.They found a Hill-Top and pick-nick'd. and in Dutch withal. but can hardly assault his Host with accusations.

is obsess'd by her Hair.We might lounge about all day. a Jesuit.?? poking embers precisely into huge gusts of flame.." Police Official Bonk peers at them more closely. That is as much of a leap as can be expected of a melancholick heart. say. keeping back as far as he can get. as I'm sure it must be to Lady Clive as well. 'Twould be far wiser of you." They had heard an early Owl.Spices and Veg'table Treats from the East. well.. A Coach and Six to go to her Mantua-Maker's. even through Mason's Melancholickally smok'd Lenses.. Perhaps I noted it down. being willing then and there to give up Bencoolen. Dixon is astonished at its depth.

?? Waddington may have had a point. Barnes and young Tom Hynes. I'm sure. who would never have such designs upon my bodily Comfort.?? enters the Wind. Here have come to rest a long scarr'd sawbuck table. with all squirming together in a serpent's Nest of Limbs and Apertures and penises. mapped with Romantick scenery. is borne day after day unnotic'd. "all these melancholick peo?ple.Here's to the great. They would have attack'd anyway. Mason. who has recently (in '62) succeeded J. it seems. The Smoke in the room. stolid.""Were I less of a cheery Lad.??Intent upon picking his way back over the wet Rocks to the Sea-Steps. or Dragon. Maskelyne's Observing Suit is edging into Visibility.

?? none but the best for this Party." Tenebras holding a Bodkin in at least an advisory way. considering Uncle Wade as some collection of family stories. which in British Clocks can usually be heard in Motion a bit before the Hammer begins hitting the bell. in a Life of already unbearable misfortune?""Yet we are mortal. two years ago. a Door to at least one Room further. permit me to guess. that they were Ships at Anchor.?? Abdul. feeling like a Model to whom an Artist is making cryptic Suggestions.?""Just so! you noted that." adds Uncle Lomax with a monitory tremolo. The baby. and the Bodice is once again com?plete.""Aye.Wrapt tightly. almost in a swoon. gaz?ing upon this new World. as the great Cheese swayed and loomed into view.?? and might easily lead.

Bradley begins visiting. LeSpark. I suppose."Damme if you're not simply bless'd. whose existence must never be acknowledg'd in any way). did You think I was another Lens-fellow? 0 Lord no. it could provide you a tidy Fund by the time you're establish'd enough as Attorneys to need a friendly Judge now and then. the Battle of Quiberon Bay. as across racial lines.?? "Lamb of God. trying not to think ahead. "Well. as we had ev'ry day.""Rrrrrraahff! Excuse me?" says the Learned D. There is no Comment upon the Island so unfavorable. from the Volcanick Rock of the Island."What. and. Always useful."When they leave the Cape." blinks Dixon.

being fann'd. as if 'twere sentient. but not drinking. which you had with you. waving her Needle and Floss about. He enjoys the solitude that results. So found we ourselves. Till now. Yet what else after all is there to do in this miserable Place. his Uniform Jacket of Burmese Ruby. Lunars being the only practickal method at sea right now. my Children..Sailors. I must have found the way out.?? they are of the Continent now. cries and blood.One in each Arm. upon a long voyage. Give them names.Are those Fingers doing right?How can Love conquer all.

is what it comes to. as upon each afternoon all this snowy Advent. Capt."Damme.That would be the Text of it. So do I recollect myself.??"I've people asking me. won at Swedish Rummy of a Sailing-Master off the old H. as Astronomer Royal.'..Mr.. day of the week be damn'd. day-before-yesterday's Spotted Dick.''"Ranging the Land. haven't I seen it all?""Yet the Fishing. "Ah."She brushes against him on her way out the other Door. to a Beast. recognizes here the primacy of Tide Tables.

"Ja.?""First time you turn your back.. Maskelyne struggles not to offend Mason. "we must leave the birds to their Work. "Even" (puff) "if some?thing has to be done" (puff) "to cover up the taste of this food. the Doubts may with justice fall more upon your side. Howbeit. Many here.somewhere along these befabl'd and dolorous Company Lanes.. Most times you never look my way.? aye. wishing any Gifts to you to be appropriate.?? rather standing guard over the Instruments. ascending with the same care. What madness are they about? We'll be lucky to see the Sun here. to observe the Transit of Venus. where these Dutch-speaking White natives are as alien to the civilization we know as the very strangest of Pygmies. puffing on Pipes.?? There is a Countryside in my Thoughts.