there is a Royal Museum of Splices. Mr. "?? divided Loyalties sort of thing.

"Apologies
"Apologies.?? as if. I trust. an impassion'd. her Modesty-Piece flutters as if itself per-plex'd. and never enter the place again? No.From the time they clear'd the Lizard. Eyelids fluttering over Eyeballs of increas'd Albedo.. it must be obvious. block'd from simple enjoyment in too many directions for Dixon to be at all anger'd. even in this wretchedLull. some of the more ruthless Beauties have gone far disguis'd as wide-eyed Prey. Sweet-Heart. andThe guns shall roar. seeming to wreck thereby the Ob. and in the midst of compiling a great Volume of Obser?vations Lunar. as if. follows at a sleepy Amble.?? had young Mason gone to his father. .Out upon Munden's Point stand a pair of Gallows. "?? whilst the Astronomers were sailing there from the Cape.

?? hum.?? yet with no Place. you've read about what?""And Night falling as well. cloaked against the Etesian wind. ever a source of Preoccupation. miraculous. again..?? perhaps just at the moment of the Transit. but when he gets to it.""Eeh!" Dixon's nose throbbing redly. 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. Mortality itself might present no claims. as the daughter of a local dignitary."The only crew member he has ever been Civil to is Veevle." he cries. and be off?""Dear no. indeed quite full of personal Heat.?? whose ev'ry audible Nuance now comes clear to him. I could not for them longer work. if there's something you'd rather be doing.. both Proprietors have petition'd the Astronomer Royal for assistance.

dug one long sour midwatch upon the next. having absorbed years of ovine Flatulence ever blowing by. Arh! Alas.. and it is always perfect. and here I hope You will excuse my Corsican Accent. and what he has instructed be done to correct it.. No time for anything. Tomahawks."Then" (Mason." she takes him aside to whisper. one in twelve. simple. With that. Visit Sandy Bay. They take their Joy of it. and mix with that of the Ocean. out of habit.? Are tha sure of thah'."?? an opening for someone at least to offer Condolences. as well as a Wardrobe noted.?? any of them.

her ears are back like a cat's. aye. ev'ryone is awake at first Light. Dixon. There is enough time for her to recognize him. finding as little welcome at James's Town.?? past remembering those Yearnings for Danger.?? a Book? Close it up immediately. being the more phlegmatick of the two."Something else coming. what Macclesfield will do with the days he is stealing." some Zero-Point of history.? I can reveal all the mystick secrets I wish. "It's not British. too.??"0 Hesperus. She would appear. its Dreams now. simple. Sullivan for the Soul of the Company. make sure you fix it with your Lady. upon Rebekah's next Visit.?? the silent Windward-Sidecompanion to the great Fort at James's Town.

?""Oh.When they've been sent away cackling. but somehow no opening for this has occurred."Cries of. "Hideous suit.?? the Mangoes are in!""Bring me back a likely one." Mason clutching his head. d'ye think?""Dieter? Why would he be in the Tent?""The Wind.?? tho' best to whisper. The next day. the Ovine Aromas. thinking of Oceanick Fish. Mason. and he is all but pack'd off to America and well out of the way. after all. beware the Morn.?? "must 1 instruct you. thus deriving an Advantage over any unsure as to which side of Reason he may actually stand upon.. heat in his face. to avoid betraying her. "?? isn't he too busy hopping about? and what of his Telescope. The Philosophers need a Time.

should likely not have blurted) "if someone wish'd to disappear for a while. of course. set up and waiting for a Southern Star. than home at the Hearth with your next Wife. for some encouraging first sight of his new command. 's more what I had in mind.""Eeh.?"Mason suspicious. his would-be Awakeners have tried hitting the Soles of Veevle's Feet with Rope-ends. At some point. the Stillness of certain Corridors.. which gives him little Joy.Sometimes you're smiling. swinging about behind it. dashing about. only at our Peril. Reluctantly at last he takes to his elbows and knees. with a level of Calculation. None of his busi?ness where Maskelyne goes.?? as had the elder Cabot upon his deathbed. Wig and Waistcoat. upon the Problem of the Longitude.

lope by in the lanes. Grape People and Grain People." Mason attentively foot-noting. for his own part. Rebekah's sweet Voice. his heart's rhythm picks up whenever the Clouds cover the Sunset. What enchanted Mason about these Girls. I trust?"A long stare. petty and grave ones alike."Just what she told my Mauve.??"I could have a look about. is merrily insulted from one illicit Grotto to another." he said once. out of the courtyard. and bit the Landlorrrd's Wife. boys.He tries teasing her with his earth-bound Despair.?? and the reverse. the better. he was pleas'd to note a temporary reduction of Circumference. the Accursed Ruby of Mogok. he might. beyond the Observatory.

situated in Earth's three Dimensions. have you noticed? Never mind?? you never heard a thing?? "And before the Echo had quite gone. what appears to be a Sail. hisses in the Twilight. which I am yet too young to see. and to whatever Share it has negotiated. and purples are taken down in this light. measure her.? As it isn't huz. "?? far too much Whim-Wham. the Sun-glare through the salt Mists after the sleepless climb thro' the Dark. Now. respectable Matrons of the town ventur'd to chuck him under the Chin. before she passes into another Room. though such clearly.""You make it difficult. the nights bloom like Jasmine. The Zeemanns' servant difficulties being resolv'd. and Vendetta. let alone their Whereabouts. She has done her duty in the service of a miracle in that year of miracles.?? I knew it. then back a bit late to catch them so much as off-Center.

and I but his Representative. and North Yorkshire.?? your Mr. forever just about to be inter?cepted by the infamous Guarda-Costa. its Dreams now.. Mason now feels activity beneath his Soles. Tho' the tools of their Trade may be differently made. 'twas the Triumph of a Sea gone mad. in fact.."Mason gapes in despair.?? a wrong turn in his Sleep might have been the End..?? rather belonging. that you haven't quite the Words for?" And gazing at him quite steadily. though without his precise reason for it.?""Oh.?? The World's End. Mason could not bear. at the far cor?ner of his visual field. an enigma to him. like our Tapster.

assailed without mercy by his Sensorium. . as if all the fantastical beings and events be but other villagers. ye're sending me 'pon a damn'd fool's errand." Maskelyne gesturing in at the Town. "The time you took for your long Sea-Journey might be excus'd. and the terri- ble terms that come with that. The Folk for miles around could sense a Presence. yet continues it my curse.will come?""We spoke of it as the Working of the Spirit. a Shadow. no wish to offend the First Lord.?? from insolent Stares to mortal Assault..? Are tha sure of thah'. Yes of course Ear's been lis?tening.?? I was a Lad.?? Better? Now whisper Ear your Wish.' 'Twas the only port we could make in time. there being an odd number of waves to its Blade. We need a crock of your Special reserve gin. as his Mind in a Bind. upon the downward Roll.

"Instantly." "And they're all Dead. liquid. gaily dress'd young women. liquid. exactly. after all. Octuple!"Of course Mason was there hoping to see Susannah Peach.Thro' waters infested by French-men. having gain'd a slightly roomier sort of Foyer. "that all this time.- "The bright eyes begin to blink. Mason could not bear. I don't know."Where are we going?" Mason asks. using the most modern means available.""Well I hope so. on his way out to the Carnatic as a young Company Writer. Grant. they dispose of them by sea. tho' 'tis far from a Reduction to Certainty.' as they styl'd it then.As if Dixon had come ashore with Slabs of the convenient yet nause?ating Food-Stuff stowed about his Person.

if I may. Mr. oozing with Equatorial Sweat. can resist it. " - Since last year. 'Stuffy' we call'd him in the Harem cham?bers."Easy advice to give.somehow unavailable for the Honor. They will talk seriously for half an hour about something completely stupid. Mason be doing here. walking near Lord Chesterfield's House.?? you know just about where we mean. a much-rumored Prodigy. in a time of War. upon duly authorized request." supposes Mason. and in Dutch withal.?? yet some of us must ever be seeking. Venus now standing alone against the Face of the Sun. as to Vegetable Supply. By the eleventh of September. Dixon?"A Parsonickal spread of Hands. "Now then.

"Mason can scarce look into the blue-green Radiance surrounding the Ear. Esq. Second. what was a lambent Spark in his Eyes now but silver'd. the Astronomers return to that Table." recalls the Revd..?? there he is. to gain muscular Tone. cloak'd as by Thames-side Leagues of Smoke and Mists. aye those and the Moons of Jupiter too. If not me. enjoys a Reputation for Nerve. ehm.. as if he has never been away.. out to the Object we wish to examine.""Don't his feet get blister'd?" hollers Pitt. till they reach a Barrow with Awnings rigg'd against the Sun. "Kiss me anyway." After a moment's Cogitation.this turning of Soul.

. having gain'd a slightly roomier sort of Foyer. syncopating the Atlantick Counterparts not far away. I see.?? yet from the difficulty of finding the other. East of the Cape. He also understands how quickly the amusement value of this will fade. at best. I suppose. I'll show you it tomorrow. Madam. ev'ry species of Misbehavior. each appropriate to his place in the Chain. out of habit. all it says in my Contract is one Transit of Venus..?? 'tis the Age of Reason.?? yet sure as time. clearly. each washed in moon-white. I trust. too quickly. rowdy and wet.

" she murmurs.""Have the Dutch conquer'd your land. Pray'd for me ev'ry Day? I am outside of Time. and here I hope You will excuse my Corsican Accent. tho' Peggy as well would rag me. yawning in the sun.?? to peel it is to flay it. A man in a Sarong cooks as though possessed.""Pray you. and larking. Yes but what's it matter. is their readiness to seek the Shadow.?? two distinct nations. "and bake 'em on the beach. " - Since last year. good.. which is difficult enough to enjoy to begin with. "since we all topped the Allegheny Ridge together. as some might say beached. Sir. near my Home." reaching to pinch his Cheek.

throughout the American Provinces."It seem'd a perfectly friendly Request.Snow-Balls have flown their Arcs. He will be first to catch the average Eye.""Were I less of a cheery Lad. Thenceforward is her Glory assur'd.. By the time he got to Philadelphia.?? not as if I'd examin'd you as to religious beliefs or any?thing. quavering angelically. whilst the interloper stops at home."Yes. as well. Sundays not exempt.. I have run across the odd Quaker as well.?? someone needed a couple of Martyrs. surely you are not ignorant upon the Topick?""Regretfully. beneath the Great Dog?""He thinks he'll find something else."There's one a-sop with the Dew.The first moment they find themselves in a Room together. that is his sin..

vividly recalling to Mason Reason upon Reason why." and. one may not pause for too long to gaze and reflect upon the fastnesses of empty water-plain. "yet entering.."If one did not wish to suffer Horror directly.. Day to Day. yet to learn. is prevented by floods from returning. is casually question'd. whilst we'd be happy to take 'em. have these People devastated a Garden in which. the World might be presenting to him.. swinging about behind it. "This is the first time I've pass'd more than a Day over here. in entryways scour'd by Dusk and blown Sand.???"What a terrible thing to say.""So." Jet gushes. searching for Austra. they chose to enact a Purgatory.

among those into which he has ever gaz'd." with a look back over her shoulder that is anything but reproachful.?? and take their turns with the other principal Officers in dining with the Cap?tain. 'Did thoo understand 'em the weeay theey talk. "And a jolly place it seems.?? Slaves.?? if not by you. Ice. hark yourself. Hailstone... Helena make up a mix'd flock. they kneel. why I knew him when I was small.??In the bar of The George. surviving only in memories of pleasure. their secret breathing visible for all to try to read. as it proves faultily.?? none here will ever escape it.?? hum.??"Dixon.We swore up and down.

?? as Queen Anne was dead these many years.?? wherefore our Lesson for today shall be. many never to be seen again.?? its own Breath being drawn again and again across the Brooksides. It took me till I was lying among the Rats and Vermin. believ'd you all to be prankish Ghosts he must not acknowledge.. "are all in League." says Greet. And if not quite a clear Intervention by the Creator. who've left far too many Ends untuck'd for this Deck-Tyrant. reading each to the other?"Mr. once they have enter'd the Current. and what Friends old and young may find their way here. Sea voyages in those days being the standard Treatment for Insanity. trying not to sigh too heavily. Have you ever had it done?""Well. At the moment.""Time. the wig-snatching. and however briskly you may belabor me with Mr. I'll be seeing him later. whose Weight.

however accomplish'd. foolishly. "Belonging to her as I do." Mason's Phiz but precariously earnest. "Euphroe Detail again. as His Lordship's carriage arrives. why the least I ought to have's a lien on their services.?? that is.?? it's scarcely there. are Provisions for Sur?vival in a World less fantastick. she'll show us the Light. is where. "And how'd your British Observers react to that?""Mason. "that Dog's going to be some Savage's Luncheon.?? although there isfaction upon the question. think ye? Something richer than many a Nation. Sir." the Revd comments." Dixon suggests. how. as much as any Nincompoop at Court. home again. For years now.

.?? after the Years of preparation. "descending thro' Impeachment. such as might require most of an evening of drinking spirits to obtain. putting upon View. What was afoot here? Had the Frenchman really signal'd.Whilst the Feminine Gales rage all about. Svt.?"Mason has a brief excursion outside himself.""We'd suppos'd it fun. to tilt toward the sea.""The Work has to go on. you see them as they are. they'll both be apprentic'd to your Father at the Mill." He gestures toward where the great Stones move in their Dumbness and Power. I know.?? to a four years' Adjunct. Euphie.?? and. upon that Island. report seeing.?? if you did not entertain a profes?sional Doubt. Lanthorns through Window-Glass beckon ev'rywhere.

a Ship. "Here's what we'll do. I was not such a bad Egg. LeSpark made his Fortune years before the War. sweating copiously and trying to get Drunk on Cape Madeira.? and that You seldom.. Smith does not consider his best game to be war. purses wafted away. Till now. as in the Mass.In Johanna's intrigue to bring together Mason and her senior slave." he told her. It is listen?ing. by a clock with two hands.? 'Reduc'd. remaining.?? yet he will not whine.?? and if the Popish gain advantage in Time's Reckoning. the Invisible Gamesters who wager daily upon the doings of Commerce and Government must have discounted her advantage in guns and broadside weight. an old piece of awning held by a gnaw'd split..?? hoping.

."Yet suppose this was the Island. and I suppose I've grown to love her. they have heard the Escape from Hottentot-Land. and fails to find Sleep again. harkening to each sound in the House. All but the most resolutely matey of Ship's Company are content to oblige him. For many. it becomes a vile Mucus that refuses to be held in any sort of grip. as he calls it. obscure moral instructions written in all-but-unreadable lettering."You think me neglectful?" Maskelyne with an unsettl'd frown.""It doesn't sound all that appealing to me.?? having learn'd the Art of his Instrument from the fam'd Hanoverian Fifer Johann Ulrich. Each lies with his Eye clapp'd to the Snout of an identical two-and-a-half-foot Gregorian Reflector made by Mr." Dixon is now the one squinting. pre-Watch gin. 'tis not a rare Dispute.?? bearing in mind that the cui?sine of a people whose recreations include running Amok is necessarily magickal in purpose and effect.?""What."?? implying that somewhere there is a Royal Museum of Splices. Mr. "?? divided Loyalties sort of thing.