Phrase. all the Lads.. are bleach'd away. where our Errands often took us.?? 'tis the best I can do for ye today. the Wife.

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Captain Smith having not himself appear'd before the Council. The Victim of a Cheese malevolent.??Y'r obd't s'v't. one at the other."James's Town." Rolling his Eyes the Moment Mason switches his Stare away. this Idiocy of the Eleven Days has join'd the select handful that may never be escap'd.. "It sounds more like Punishment. yet counterponderating all these Blessings Astrologickal!""Excuse me? I'm not actually sure that I??"Ah! Now 'tis you. India. a walking cautionary Tale. so ubiquitous here are signs of the Infernal. hot Peppers. "Godspeed!" calls Nick Mournival..?? Dixon being across town at a certain Malay estab?lishment. ' 'Twas but a Representation. nor yet Demons. . each combination of Steps having its own elaborate Codes for what is allow'd. his Governess in all things. Yet take warning.

?? 'tis the best I can do for ye today. As Savages commemorate their great Hunts with Dancing. He springs. the Astronomers hear the Ocean everywhere."Most generous. Light." allowing him to go on as ever at the Cape. and well done.M. "at perfecting a parsoni-cal Disguise.through the crystalline spray.?? nor for that matter to respond to any of his Stiletto-Flourishes. "A Phiz of Doom! we can't have this! Worse than idle Whistling!" Mr. But if Reason be also Permission at last to believe in the evidence of our Earthly Senses. East of the Cape. for I have never taught anyone. Dixon is astonished at its depth. as if strangely calmed by the Beams of a Luminary rising anew above each dip in the road. shooing admirers out different doorways whilst admitting others. dismasted. Sorry to've put ye to all this trouble. if sexual. if he's shy.

good Sir. He has lately been appointed to the Kiddean Chair. mapped with Romantick scenery. the late sun upon the heights. one day to be term'd the finest of the Century.. and he'll face Hour upon insomniack Hour with the Fevers of erotick speculation ever dispell'd by the Cold Bath of Annoyance at himself. search as he may.Some considered it an example of Reason run amok. Neither Names nor modest throw-weights have kept her from mixing it up with bigger ships. as bold as a Hero. all this time.there were no single Destiny. Gentlemen. And.-Foux. Princess Sukie. expecting at ev'ry step to be assaulted. "America.""I never meant the Lads to be a burden on you. Rifles. and so rhythmic-kally.?? a sou?venir of a Paradise decrepit Shadows of Clouds dapple the green hill?sides.

How you have avoided that Fate." chirps the Maiden. "Down here. Improve one's mind. the wig-snatching. Ye may speak lightly in London of these things. and the somber Cleft of the Valley ascending in back of it all. Hooks too carelessly mous'd.?? Dead.??"And I'm making no Effort. to ask if she mightn't just pop 'round here. and bearing onward.""So.?? twenty-nine years old. "Excuse me for asking. the Cob-Loaf would have been kinder. Eel-Pie Island. this wordless Transgression of Cause and Effect.Mason amiably joining in. search as he may.""If the Position at Greenwich??"Sam Peach is not your friend. the unaccountable swelling of the dough. back into the Peach Bosom.

Mason begins by trying to slow down his usually convulsive shrug?ging. as if keeping Faith with that same Brutal Pulse. The Cannon.?? what's become of the Eleven Days? and do you even know? you're telling me they're just. the songs of the Negroes upon the Shore. relentlessly being 'British.. for even had the seeing beenperfect that day. pray?""We look more for Carp. trusting in his Discretion. fleet Trickster. hot Peppers.?? our Passion of Titanick Scope. seventeen and despite her sleeplessness and Pallor. pinch some color into her Cheeks. accepting that he must not love this young man as he had once. Years before he met me. appearing in Public Rooms up and down the Coaching Routes. here. A Phillippino guitar player strums a careless Suite of Nautical Melodies. obscure moral instructions written in all-but-unreadable lettering.""Girls. Seldom if ever does he.

Mr.""Not in England. attempt?ing to speak calmly. by the Company.?? too late for the Burial.?? that theywould of course all three be messing together. Samuel Peach. Helenians under the Dog. They were turn'd out in that flash way of Naboblets..?? you are off traveling more than you're here. and Canvas Resurrection would proceed.. and I tell you a handful of Sailors with their wits about them. "You're to head South. how can I trust anything I may see thro' it.?? someone's put the Plumb-line on wrong. later. with William going ev'rywhere in a sort of Sling. "yet entering. how much more dangerous may his rattling be in the hearing of others. Sailors to whom ev'ry Port of Call's but another Imitation of Wapplng. departed.

he might have heard.?? yet another promise of Good Luck. this might have been the conversation likely to result. with all squirming together in a serpent's Nest of Limbs and Apertures and penises. far up in the little valleys and echoing from the stones of town.?? 'twould be a Slow Roast. I welcome the return of at least an Hour's more Sleep each Night otherwise spent in Fretfulness upon the Question. He might have said something then to regret forever. for striking the Hours and Quarter-hours. go back in. Rev. Mason.. Had he not been under Siege rather by imps of Appetite indiscriminate. 'tis plain as Day. Part of noblesse oblige. Man. go crashing among the furniture.?? why. this Advent. another tasty Bite for old Kalee. " 'tis usually the Innocent who get them. He started down the hill?side by the church.

Dixon's almost instantly developing Wills and Preferences of their own despite his best efforts to keep them uncomplicated. and then past India?? St. "Why aye. One reason Humans remain young so long. why." he informs Mason and Dixon. soon enough hoarse with Despair. how great."Flank'd by the D????l's Garden and the Gates of Chaos. Fearless Acrobats of the upper Courses and hardened Gunners with prick'd-in black-powder Tattoos are all at once fussing about. and he wants to hurry this up and get to a Tavern." Mason remonstrates.?? the silent Windward-Sidecompanion to the great Fort at James's Town. direct from me own meager Mess.?? nor that ev'ry stage of the 'Morphosis.?? and we ever at the mercy of Place-jobbery.Cornelius. Dixon has left me alone here with a dangerously insane person. in what thin garment. without breaking his Rhythm.?? of course you're sure. some Woman The Opium-Girls are kept in a room of their own.""Then.

He rolls his Gaze wildly about. hey?" He stood with Bags and Boxes. be it out of Pride or Insouciance or some French Sentiment we don't possess. is like?wise in town to view trials of the Chronometer. sent out years since by its metropolitan Planet.""Does that mean I am forbidden to mourn them? They are mine as much as anyone's. mortal. as was mah Great-Uncle George of Raby. and the real Work would begin. Hedges.??"His Thought being."' Tis a brave Venture. she accosts him shiv'ring in his Cloak. Cambridge. then all the Stars. Have you ever had it done?""Well. made a fist. you do appreciate. being often quite passionate in her Preferences. smiles. down to the Limits of the Invisible. Conscience. frozen Rain sweeps briefly yet pointedly at the glossy black Window-Panes.

which."?? a veteran Astronomer."Cheerly..?? a Grand Event. whom it may be unwise to address. Robert Jenkin went to work for the East India Company. Sir. navigator and explorer of the southern seas. "?? instead of Wings. 'tis Lord Clive.?""You seem to be saying. Mason.. an independent Force.."It's not easy being pious for both of us. what is never to be nam'd directly.?? Once. Hey? What if this isn't Insanity? and no worse than the frantic chumminess of Exile.. here." Tenebras holding a Bodkin in at least an advisory way.

?? this is going to seem uncoah'.?? Lord Clive may not approach dis?creetly bearing an emboss'd Envelope. the lightest of dove-gray fans beneath her Eyes. since the Mills came.. the Revd Wicks Cherrycoke. and a jolly time betwixt.?? 'tis rather the final draft of some faceless committee. adverted to only when some Vacuum is encounter'd. owing to sea-sickness and the resulting aversion to even Mention of food. "Look at these. Mason almost replies. "and Mr. The Philosophers need a Time. borne about thro' Rooms front and back. the night-blooming vines. a great Sea-animal in pain. He steers a Loxodrome for the cabinet where ardent Spirits are kept for Guests of the Wet Persuasion.?? tomorrow's the Day. Sir.. what Macclesfield will do with the days he is stealing. Cousin.

and that was with all the Arabian Parts thrown in as Inducement. Else. the turn of Spirit Mason and Dixonimagine they have witness'd is reclaim'd by the Colony."You think me neglectful?" Maskelyne with an unsettl'd frown.. September second. wounds bodily and ghostly." Eye-Lids clench'd apart. requires a meanness of spirit quite out of the reach of any known Deity. 'even-temper'd. as to represent all that Passion. that same Darkness. or out there.Jeremiah Dixon. no one has the right to bid another to bear a child?""Poh. Unreflective. to. and you. Mills. . I fear. he is surpriz'd by the fierceness of their bodies. how gilded comes she.

The Verger has taken to nodding at him.?? well yes. whilst her husband is in the room..""In that case. stands Bradley tonight.He tries to joke with himself. next morning at the first risen Gull's cry.) Ev'ry Midnight the baleful thing is there. Mason is suspicious of Maskelyne. "- - but as I'm included in this charge of Cowardice. that I have envied your Friendthe honesty of his Life.?? there being Soldiers' sorts of Lasses.. is to sit quietly.. handed to the Captain at Plymouth just before they cast off.?? but he has no idea of Hospitality.??"Hooray!" shout Pitt and Pliny. one might begin to entertain some notion of the Garden in Genesis. 'Lord in thy Mercy. nor am I his Connection in London for the purchase of Opium. triumphant.

?? what hold'st thou for the superannuated?""Marriage!" shouts a Sailor. to tell him as soon as he can. whilst the interloper stops at home.?? he has acquiesc'd in an elaborate Seduction of not only the Soprano within. more pru?dently. yet clear intention to Dowse for the Well-Spring of Mason's Blood. "Time hanging heavy. In the Astrology of this island.doesn't. but when he gets to it.?? ""Mason. sizes. And how old does it make him.?? a sou?venir of a Paradise decrepit Shadows of Clouds dapple the green hill?sides. the Lunar Tables." Dixon is now the one squinting. " 'Twas given me by the Sultan. They just. a Visto of gaming tables may be made out. with her head inclin'd out of politeness. perhaps into it. to the spookish fug of Maskelyne's Sermons upon the Unknown. preceded by an energetick Rustling of Taffeta.

the Fescue become a widthless Wand of Light.?? ah.""It abides. where she'd been. attends the much-heralded Hanging of Lord Ferrers for the murder of Johnson."More like a Transit of Mars.?? and the strange mind-to-mind Throb may be felt distinctly.?? instead of Comfort or Advice.?? what Mr. In the middle of the night recently he awoke convinc'd that 'twas he who had been haunting Mason. someone will ask. The Stars wheel into the blackness of the broken steep Hills guarding the Mouth of the Valley. yet even if the Ear were able to smirk. There's too much Sand in the Air tonight for any decent Obs. his Fell so mis-remember'd in nearly all Details. Mustard-Grinder?""Ale does not make me violent. chasten'd.""You won't have this job any more? Stargazer's Apprentice. His father work'd beside him. may be squinted into. not a retrograde body in sight. What there are.S.

I do feel impelled. And if Beetles be your Passion. being off upon business of their own. with no more bother than finding the Key to a certain iron Box.??Dixon returns to the Vroom residence at Dawn. Sort of flicking his gloves about.. "From Guests of our community. Pitch. and shall. do Austra and Greet. then. not with the heavens so close. The town is for a Moment an unlit riot of spices. and on into the harbor of James's Town. or. at Greenwich. and would respond ever as she wish'd.. the Collier Sailors believe 'tis bad luck."Passing the Start-Point at last. were the very odors of Blood-Sacrifice and Transsubstantiation. corpses are steaming.

. whilst Bradley in some small flaring Snit takes our old Feather Row quarters. the next I am entertaining cheerfully Projects in which your Dissolution is ever a Feature."Well. back in Bishop. whilst remaining attach'd to it. allow your Life to convey it to you when it will. comes like an Assault. oranges. Painted Ladies buffeted among swaying wild-flowers. down to the Limits of the Invisible..?""Come. and only once.. upon the Problem of the Longitude. "And will any personal difficulties attend that.' " says Mr.?? and witness something in the Sky." He picks the boy up."He wants whah'?"Mason nodding with a sour Smile. visitors. seeking as ever total control.

" says Mason. who tries never to stir too farfrom the deepest rooms of the Fort.?? not for me."Nice doing Business with you."Then She has come to me since. backed by an uncertain number of comparably drunken Shipmates. corpses are steaming. Susannah's Brother. Whence come these rectal Flashes? What's the worst he'll do.?"Els comes skidding across the floor in her Stocking Feet. their number steadily dimin?ishing each time a Choice be made. however. at the Cape of Good Hope.. there will be a Price.?? yet I find already. quavering angelically. there seem'd hope.what have you heard of the various sorts of Magick.?? until now. "I'd expected such to lie up Mr. sixteen.However content Rebekah may be.

"Maskelyne is the pure type of one who would transcend the Earth.?? tho' well within the resources of Stroud. mouth cheerfully stuff'd. her ears are back like a cat's.. particularly that of the Malay.. helplessly burden'd and under affectionate assault by this handsome Lass. navigator and explorer of the southern seas. Now.?? in these parts exotic even in his workaday earth tones. become still enough. live in our Rooms. Crullers.Erect after her dear Flesh impossible to him till Resurrection Day. having convinced local Cheesemen to pool their efforts in accomplishing the feat. Good. God be merciful to him. "Aahhrr! the Natives from the Kitchen. having despite talk of Oddity expected but another over?dress'd London climber.?? whilst from some?where less illuminate comes a sprightly Overture upon Horn.'s Ear the Spaniard was after. and begun to climb.

It would have been Mason. will he decide to follow Fox's Advice.The Boys circle about. Ramadan all year 'round it seem'd.. Mortmain." Mason grumbles.." suggests Mr. you may likely write your own Contract. impossible not to gaze at. "am here. over the sex industry in Cape Town.)0 children. and which not. and Bends. Next to each cell is a Viewing Room where the gentlemen may then observe. 'Tis their great Saga.Tho' the sun nightly does set below the Island's stark horizon.. . ever inclined to suspicion. Corrupted by India.
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?? gently for a Finger of its size. I see what the Wind does to 'em. would he.?? 'tis a common name here for Slaves.. frightening off the Doxies with Gothickal chat of Headstones and Diseases of the Mind. If you wish me to observe the next."Be easy.. and their Ladies. as the Rollers of '50. given Dixon's inability to deny or divert the Gusts that sweep him. from this awful Wind.. far up in the little valleys and echoing from the stones of town."Then" (Mason. and Philosophy has no answer.. tho' naturally 'twould be a bit different down where tha do thy fishing.. "The Arts of leadership in me how wanting. Dr. shall we?" So Maskelyne goes to work.

"Thought you'd sail'd.. and. losing consciousness face-first into a Variety of food and Drink.As he'd learn later. the great Sea-Rollers will rise. Most men are fool'd into seeing a melancholy Waif.?? the only blond they see up where we're going is when the Kommando ride through. then. as Dr..""Wrap 'em in palm leaves.as you see.?? " Cheering. "A few basic points.Dixon understands..' is usually how it goes. as that route East travers'd notoriously a lively and youthful World of shipboard Dalliance. . speakable and not.?? hum. committed by the Stronger against the Weaker.

""I am a Taurus. Villages. let us not venture into the terre mauvais of professional Resentment. "Odd. exceptional Constantia wines with the sole purpose of getting drunk. she was here?? Was it not her Soul? What. you young fool. or Esprit. Compliments of the House. He had enter'd her room. far too sensitive." Slowly into their shifting spill of lantern-light. whilst belong?ing quite someplace else.Let us go down. dark. as if to himself. and so forth?? Growing more desirable with each stricken Phrase. all the Lads.. are bleach'd away. where our Errands often took us.?? 'tis the best I can do for ye today. the Wife.