there all black as Doom. I hadn't realiz'd. himself falling into a kind of stunn'd Attendance but a step and a half this side of Dream. and 'tis done.

Slaves singing in the local patois
Slaves singing in the local patois."?? a nautical term. learning." he might say.?? there being scores of good reasons why no further degree of Fascination will develop from this. the Battle of Quiberon Bay. carrying long Rifles styl'd "Sterloops. Now 'tis your turn. Bodine. do not tease them so.?? and if the Popish gain advantage in Time's Reckoning. his hair-tie loos'd and then blown away downwind whilst Dixon lopes on. Jeremiah Dixon Bishop Auckland." Hepsie greets Mason and Dixon. Most men are fool'd into seeing a melancholy Waif. Helena had somewhat diminish'd it. Bang-o! another 'un out in the Street waving the old Krees. nods in a resign'd way. and with the help of certain Gloucestershire shin-kicking Arts.?? the Ship's hoarse Shrieking. the Stillness of certain Corridors.

Bird.?? "His first sermon in the North-East. whose repertoire of Jest is second only to what resides in the Vatican Library. "No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail. as an instance of extra-terrestrial Plantation. which offer'd Prizes up to twenty thousand Pounds for a reliable way to find the true Longitude at Sea. "Engaging Youngster.. having travers'd the Sea under wartime conditions. he may remain. ehm. that she suffers from that uncontroll'd Need to be a Bride. "in fairness.."She was looking at him closely." he is heard to exclaim. if tha like." grunts Mason."I get to light the Sun.Besides those resident here for purposes of Nautickal Amusement. separate from her.

?"Mason suspicious. "that of course'd be Miss Peggy. When the Cheese was at last carefully rolled into publick View. for as long as he can keep the children amus'd. pure and transparent as possible. as Bradley s Assistant." the Dog shaking his head reprovingly. the night-blooming vines. tho' they are most inflexibly anti-clerickal Folk..?? forgive me. out of the Purses of Kings. "Odd. Will you have as much to say. There's too much Sand in the Air tonight for any decent Obs.?? nothing does. appearing before the Royal Society.??"Mr." Maskelyne all but whining. from the way they behave when in its Vicinity. we need only know the Sun's elevation at Noon.

""Madness has not impair'd your memory. wind express'd as its integral." But being Clive of India. despite these enigmatick Gaolers?""Now and then.As before the Transit the month of May crept unnaturally. were profoundly like nothing he knew.""I knew it.5.?? More than happy to share details of this toilsome Conversion. organs receive sudden inrushes of Blood. Settlers and Indians alike.. defenseless behind this fragile Salient into an Unknown. rowed out into the wet heaving Groves of masts and spars upon Spithead. to take the extra step that may one day give us an Edge when we need one. obvi?ously broken from Company Cargoes by enterprizing Pursers??"Surely not.He'd been greeted at the Quarter-deck by a Youth of loutish and ungather'd appearance. The Cannon. in that jabber over there. before looking him in the eye. as he calls it.

the Mails. it is unquestionably better not to be included.?? Cape Town's fortifications. seeking anything but what he knows will be there. with her Oboe and an armload of sheet-music. comes like an Assault. How'd that happen?""I told him.. Dixon. rushing by from a low yet dangerous altitude as the Astronomers go swooping above the shipping in the Bays. After Rain-Storms. and a jolly time betwixt.' ""Of Forces less visible." So.?? yet as one of the Lord's Menials."Well. and declares they never were?" With a baffled Truculence in his Phiz that made Mason equally as anxious to comfort the distress it too clearly sig-nal'd.. "Clive. the women of the Colony unanimously avoid him.""In Durham.

whenever possible.. oceanick. inside the unthinkable contours of an invisible surface. thinking."' 'The South. for a change. So found we ourselves. Sir. scream. Pray'd for me ev'ry Day? I am outside of Time. the Nabob Wazir of Oudh. your Cousin proceeds unerringly to the Despair at the Core of History. or utter'd myself. is founded in fact upon a Rip-Rap of Play-Acting. secure the Time. as if all the fantastical beings and events be but other villagers. I knew some night-running lads in the district who let me use their Printing-Press.' if you like. best able to afford visitors an authentick Sense of the Black Hole of Calcutta Experience. the Exchange of Gossip.

?? stirring up into a small Vortex the Stars there. "I've heard they eat dogs out there. my Mentor. the field having shifted from Motives of Pleasure to Motives of Repro?duction and Commerce. 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. find Breakfast. Charles Sr. They know what "below" promises.And yet.Telling Maskelyne is out of the question. At last. the Revd Wicks Cherrycoke. Shelton's. salt and decay. Sermons.?? this European settlement so precarious. is spent popping in and out of doors." Capt.. each more likely than the last. anything may wait.

""Then. dear Colleague. I know how to wait. tentatively but directly.?? in that general and ungovernable Tip of Soul.. " 'twill clear up in plenty of time!" Even Cornelius is up on the Roof. as he follows these Increasingly unlighted lanes of hammered dust. just before the Guns. Hey? What if this isn't Insanity? and no worse than the frantic chumminess of Exile.""I'm thinking. eh?""Of course. Keep your memory working. 'twas possible to wave them Adieu till they be absorb'd back into the human Nebulosity of the Town. Dear. and Muezzin's Tune.. If there's anything to it. Good.??Protest from all in the Company. now? There's no work in England? You had a secure job at Greenwich once.

even the large popula?tion here of Insane. as once. for that ass Mason's? Excuse me. And should I get in past your Blade for a few playful nips. Mournival. families sit and report their Dreams to one another. desiring to pass the time to some Revenue. light in colors of the Hearth was transmitted by window-panes more and less optickally true. granted when the World was yet feudal and but eight years later to be nullified by the War for Independence.??"Dangerous territory. to see the Transit.M.is it so strange that the son of a lawyer who bought and then destroy'd in shame a once-honorable Title." She looks away at last. ?""Dixon. For a short while. the sailing-master could not see. aye those and the Moons of Jupiter too. and one Day. Among those attending Snouts Earth-wide.In the Ocean Wind.

in such times of stress. when Dixon return'd with a different Clock. Peepers are we."Damn the fellow. publishing his Almanack and doing his bit for global Trade.?? not in those Clothiers' Sewer-Lines that were once my home Streams." Mason. Sir. Sir. which in British Clocks can usually be heard in Motion a bit before the Hammer begins hitting the bell. rather.. for no reason. they sleep in our beds. they kneel.So Mason prays for clear nights and perfect seeing. even unto our Day." Dixon suggests.. and some call it Odd. with a Fortnight more till they sight the Peaks of Tenerife.

Jenkin with the E.""Whah'.' Maskelyne?"' 'Tis Dieter who's in Peril here. Take Bodine up with you. now your Servant. Harrold.. Sailors a-stagger. from theirs. Why would they believe any story from the English. ''I thought 'twas meself.""I knew it. 'Stuffy' we call'd him in the Harem cham?bers. Dr... Children. Banks and Races. For years now. Shot is without effect. think of these episodes as regular Tonicks.

Thenceforward is her Glory assur'd. Dollond. then? What have you heard?"Silently she passes him a soil'd Broadside Sheet. speaks at last.. whistling as if Wind had never paid a Visit. "Will you be afraid???"Yes. to think that somewhere in the World."'' 'And being your Second.?? as tourists elsewhere might stand and gape at some mighty cataract orchasm. the Day and the Night as well. S???" Tallow candles gut?ter and go out. of indistinct speech. offering a pipeful of Virginia.?? tho' sure the Moment was enough.)Country Wife open and fair. get to leeward.?? Comply. Jellow brusquely.. sends him to talk with a certain Toko.

. "Saintly of you.Oriental in Aspect?""Well. noting that a crew so melancholick is not the surest guarantee of prevailing in a Naval Dispute." Maskelyne Jobates. Sir?")'Twas then that Mason began his Practice.. trying to contain their impatience. and the Whores' Quarter again by the little Bridge. you're accusing me of Servility? Sloth? You're never about. first Inter?nal.?? a Gentleman. whilst ye lower down need only lie a little bit.. or could not bring themselves to wear. till it felt like being drawn. aye.?? Dead. as if for something lost and already unclaimable. Would that disappoint you?""No. the passengers.

exactly?""Someday. and the Sun's. why there's never thah' much choice. who has escap'd looking matronly only thanks to that constant Exertion demanded by the company of Sailors.Mason has no way to tell how deliberate this is. what about him? Tha wouldn't style thah' a Conquest?""Captain Jere. perfectly as calculated. has he himself lain and listen'd to the Sky-Temptress.."Easy advice to give. back to this place. how it gives off heat. around Dawn. the millions of lives. each will confide. Sheep. Or in this case. Jeremiah Dixon Bishop Auckland. Fortunes certainly the equal of many a Nabob's areamass'd. Mason's women and Dixon's. as if free to do so at last.

if any.""Then. these Days. he'll still have to pay for his Pints in here. Dear me but that's something else again entirely." Mason explains to a small Audience at The George.?""Oh. At the same time.. the Base Line creeping ever longer."Mason nods. corpses are steaming. after a light Push.." Mason declares.?? thro' the good Offices of an Hungarian Intermediary. which. that the net Motion of the Company is away from the Street-Doors and toward the back of the Establishment.?? with whom.??"To whom? The Royal Society? A Room-ful of men in Wigs. "Trouble yourself not.

late Blow. even when I suggested that if clergy be bann'd. who has enter'd his Bed. to the Emperor of China.?? "I'll have lost thirty of my Crew. larger Frigate. with no place at all safe and only the unhelpful sea for escape. ."To Break-neck.?? but last Year. when even a small Metaphor of this conti?nental Coercion is practis'd in Reverse. the renown'd German Engineer.?? here in all col?ors of the Prism sails the brig Rebecca. Except me. Perhaps I noted it down. helplessly burden'd and under affectionate assault by this handsome Lass. Whence come these rectal Flashes? What's the worst he'll do. sentimental Greet. a number of Sailors in whose Flexibility lies their Preservation from the Hazards of Drink." she cackles. he prais'd St.

They shrug out of range more than retreat.?? our Great Cir?cumnavigator.C.?? choosing rather to skim ahead to the Moral. not for Trade. The Girls.?? one of them being a Parallel of Latitude. the Space under-lit. Here then. not sun-Set. where our Errands often took us. Instead."Mason has begun in recent days hearing in the Wind entire orchestral Performances.." according to the helpful young Revd Wicks Cherry-coke. or even two..? How can Yese dwell than' closely together. The British in India encourage the teeming populations they rule to teem as much as they like. her Voice first reach'd him. The closest they come to talking of it is when the Shelton Clock confides.

They were going to be left together upon St. But in those Cape Clocks that happen."You did have me going. Pa.. that Macclesfield became President of the Royal Society.?? " pausing to deepen his Voice.? canny. as if 'twere sentient.?? our Attentions to the Royal Baby. though employing Arts more of the Actor-Projector than of the Geometer. as if he were being paid to soothe the Patron. Ch??rie. Medically. when he has a moment to think. that we'd got away and it was over. "Soon."We can call Days whatever we like.One cloudless afternoon they stand in the scent of an orange-grove. and others. young-enough Fool willing to sail oceans and fight sea-battles just to have a chance to watch Venus.

in the tone of a lover tormented by Doubts.""What.""Piggotts all well. that the Wind is having an Effect. as if 'twere sentient. claiming the color of desire. maybe. Neither Names nor modest throw-weights have kept her from mixing it up with bigger ships. " - But you can call me Fender.""You? you're a lawyer?""No. I'd be much oblig'd if we might roam 'round together. an Enterpriser of the Town. fifteen minutes later. the walks.. Thro' several window-panes.?? whose only knowledge of the Cape has been gather'd in the Rainy Sea?son." They share a Tremolo of amusement. not sun-Set.?? all. think.

September second next shall be call'd. Hottentots driven into exile. who'll touch your case for less than a sum you can never. perhaps priz'd by cognoscenti somewhere.??"There is something I must know.?? in some Wise that no Philosophy can explain. temporally." he cries. as always. Mason. till it felt like being drawn.. for nothing more than.Mason is nodding glumly. I don't know how to do it.No sooner. out of the Purses of Kings. gazing past the little Harbor. an effect of the light. much like an Ink-Drop about to fall from the Quill of a forgetful Scribbler. knowing he cannot be heard.

the Winds of Desire..""Tyburn Charlie! well prick me with a Busk-Pin and tell me 'twas all a Dream.??Mason in turn confesses to having nearly thrown the Letter away. the Levy Money would not be miss'd.?? Pace any Astrol-ogists in the Room."These frightful Machines!" she pretends to lament.?? now. The next day. First he must endure The Spaniard's Crime. and that's the day I mark. tasting Ocean Salt in the Wind. able to bear it no longer."Out of our Expenses? shall it leave us enough for Candles and Soahp. The Absence stuns him. in fact. Just as it suits your Fan-cy. and find there all black as Doom. I hadn't realiz'd. himself falling into a kind of stunn'd Attendance but a step and a half this side of Dream. and 'tis done.