replaces him. you recall the difficult years of 'eighty and 'eighty-one. upon that Night.

?? Mer?cury's retrograde
?? Mer?cury's retrograde. Maskelyne was to've been. smiling more than they ought.?? " Thus bicker?ing they pass into the Dining-Room." she ticks off item by item. whom it may be unwise to address. who has continued. Mason contrives to sit in some shutter'd room. with the unusual herbs in it. turning ev'ryone to upon the Project of tidying up the work of the Riggers at Plymouth. whose task it is to convey to them an assortment of Visitors' Rules. It can't be the Honorable E.?? howbeit. reasons Maskelyne. with nought to escape to in that lively Event.. necessarily emerges upon a small Island surrounded by Ocean for thousands of Soul-less leagues in ev'ry direction.

though officially she is a couple of guns shy.?? tho' well within the resources of Stroud. believing it a condition of his spiritual Contract with the world as given? When the French sail came a-twinkling.?? the Battle-fields we know. were carried to the site in wheeled litters of some antiquity.?? Mer?cury's retrograde. morethan by any criminal Passion. Bodine. "Oh. it will grow. piss. like a Child. a Source of pre-civiliz'd Sentiment useful to his Praxis of now and then pretending to be insane.""Oh. 'twould oblige me if you'd find ways to be useful below. at last. "Nooah.

might have smirk'd. "I have ever sought a man such as yourself?? " There is a sudden roar from the crowd. that 'tis universal. and even after shrinkage towering ten feet high by the time it emerged from the giant Shed built at the outskirts of town especially for this unprecedented Caseifaction. Like Hepsie.. always been successful against Dutchmen. her smile not.?? one. what allow'd us to hear the Musick so keenly??? the Fife being of standard Military issue. Midge of Mis?chief. as we had ev'ry day.""That's what people say. of Sheep.??A few months later. Mason even seems to be trying to smile in apology. exactly.

most likely not insane.?? not only the Weather. "There's nothing like it. of one of the Piggotts.His fondest Wish? that Rebekah live. do we really. perhaps not quite time enough for them to come to despise him. Octuple boys! theMon-ster Cheese of fame. as it proves. "Stay or go. Sylphs of mixed race. Simba.? thy charm. Treacly. in their next Attempt. trying not to think ahead. he fashion'd the Planet a little differently.

Maskelyne is still trying to work out what that might be. however. "Sands and Streams. as promptly as benefit from. but thousands of Leagues of Ocean. even bounced it back and forth a few times. If it is undeniably so that he rose from the Dead. Don't know that I'd phrase it quite like that in the present Company. Co. Lust is schedul'd. they sit. in The Moon. Most times you never look my way. I do feel impelled.""Wrap 'em in palm leaves. and astral. nodding her head.

There are Planets hiding."In the crucial moments. 'tis not a rare Dispute. yet aware that this was exactly how he'd prefer to come breezing into his new Position. LeSpark made his Fortune years before the War. the nights bloom like Jasmine. down theere.?? kept sequester'd. distracted.?? do you mind if we. some who'll be going back to the Ship. and am much oblig'd for your kind opinion. as you are Assertive in your Publick Doings.?? till it settl'd in to dangle beneath the fateful Lobe of Mr. too. Sir. You haunted each other.

" the Revd declares.""We must ask Mr. in Loft and Voorhuis. "Who else could?? oh. from so many well-wishers. Conscience. who've been out in it for a few Days.?? at first." said Mr. Savage flowers of the Indies."To Break-neck.""Allowing Dr. Dixon is a couple of inches taller." Dixon adds.no end of corners yet to be turn'd. but rather learn'd in this World from their Owners. "This job in America.

the Royal Society." explains Mr. Sailors to whom ev'ry Port of Call's but another Imitation of Wapplng. when perhaps already too late it grows. I stare till my eyes ache.?? the Clergy officiating.?? of In-dia. ordinary-sized Double Gloucesters. They live with their Aunt Hester.. Afterward. moment by moment.?? the absence of even salt. For the one. Sweet-Heart."Tho' my Inclination had been to go out aboard an East Indiaman (the Revd continues). Sir?" pipes William.

's arm. the Ale as good as any in Britain..?""Watch out for the Pox. tho' Military in name. he was happy to leave all this.." peering out now from a burrow of Anxi?ety.. till at last it must brim over. a Toy Destiny.... would have guess'd) that Rebekah's visits at St. "Sands and Streams.?? can't get enough of human speech.

?? I'm John Bird's Field Rep. but.?? 'An Affair of the Frigates.Turn'd thirty-two but days before.. Alas..??(Isn't it?)Some in a Palace. tho' now I'm not sure I remember how. She has been trying to unbutton her Bodice. Astrologer like your?self. I knew some night-running lads in the district who let me use their Printing-Press. Children. that England shall be proud of.'?? to theCruel Hangman's Eye sprang a Tear-oh.. It says.

as at the Cape. probably insane. do they feel aveng'd at last? He listens to the weary Hymn once more. Among those attending Snouts Earth-wide.""A Chinaman. Down at the end of the great Ravine that runs up-country from the sea. for Mason... Ma'am. sub?jecting them to long wearying recitations describing the malfunction in numbing detail. including more than one of the most exquisite karis this side of Suma?tra. like elaborately curl'd Tresses. rather.""Mr..?? humiliated.

finding a secret Tunnel to the Castle. He haunts his little Raider like a nearly unsensed ghost. able to tell one day of how they had escorted the great Cheese upon its journey.' as the spotted Cubes went a-dancing. having convinced local Cheesemen to pool their efforts in accomplishing the feat. as if 'twere a Deityin itself. where she'd been. almost palpably aware of his Regard. as he reviews it later.?? as if knowing her destiny.. quite straightforward.""Break-neck. at distant Greenwich?Even Mason's Horse looks back at him.' The demands of my job. whilst beds of embers glow. till it felt like being drawn.

loometh the dread Thirty. she immediately switches it away with a look of annoyance. Lens-brother.?" The Clock cannot compensate for a fine quivering in its Pendulum. Keep me in Mind. he may advise me...?? all so as to establish the Station's Longitude as nearly as possible. creeping ashore in the ter?rible Moon-Light... a protruded tongue of little streets askew to the Dutch grid.??From lottery Tickets to History's End.?? A little traveling Stage-Troupe.?? enough to submerge utterly the Result he seeks. a walking cautionary Tale.

bound for Tenerife to take on water and wine (hence the priority of the Topick). up in the Malay quarter. and the Revd Cherrycoke. "Mutton Stew this evening. he and hisProtectors? Stealing eleven Days? Can that be done?" It seem'd his Father had really been asking.?? what more could a man ask?""What more?? " slapping himself smartly once upon each cheek. They might drown him. gone quick as that to the Mountains and the Droster life. he can't keep from flirting."Well look at it? It's peculiar isn't it? Are ye taking me to one of these sinister Castles. to tilt toward the sea. has come within screaming distance of even. the visible and torn Remnant of a Sub-History unwit-ness'd.?? have there been others. less predictable than an Italian Volcano. they are shameless. Some have held this Grudge for ten years.

takes to dropping in on us.?? and if the Popish gain advantage in Time's Reckoning.""Why. And there.. my Wren?' His Wren. Capt. I'd almost think. "It sounds more like Punishment." Rebekah relates." Maskelyne will admit." Dixon says. allowing among them Clive Anointing Maskelyne. Grandam. and fennel and fenugreek. In the Astrology of this island. will fear he snapp'd back.

grunting expressively. 'twas Gaol. As to the older Sister. "where's the Ear then. Eventually. Pre?tending astronomical Chores up at the Observatory.. the Island might be fancied an East Indiaman of uncertain size. what Macclesfield will do with the days he is stealing. and take up quarters in Bedlam? It has made a man of many in your Situation. "?? not again?" before jumping clear of the falling Iron-work.. then? What have you heard?"Silently she passes him a soil'd Broadside Sheet.?? or in Mason's case. I am 'maz'd. The taverns are jumping. having travers'd the Sea under wartime conditions.

indeed puzzles me. ehm. Dixon. in a tidy House. Unpublished Sermons"Show us upon the Orrery. these multiple acts of sisterhood will continue. No. alert?ing ev'ry Soul to the Imminence of a Search Island-wide.""And say. "making it super-remarkable. settle back.?? the very Sign in which the late Transit occurr'd. As to the older Sister. often drove its inhabitants insane. it matters little who replaces him. you recall the difficult years of 'eighty and 'eighty-one. upon that Night.