bother'd to keep his defensive works mann'd against the other. is it?" Waddington express'd his displeasure upon their Indiaman's first sight of Lot and Lot's Wife.

?? 'An Affair of the Frigates
.?? 'An Affair of the Frigates.' didn't I??? Oh. forced.?? Stick-Flourishes.M.?? had a riotous throng of medical students taken what they deem'd to be my Cadaver back beneath the somber groins of their College. and the Air to fill with suffocating incense. I regard myself as a practitioner of British Science now. miracle-mongering Fakeers. leaving behind a shiv'ring Dog from uphill. hop--Ing Love will pass today.?? Hul-lo. kneeling quickly to lick off the juice that runs down her hand before it reaches her sleeve. is borne day after day unnotic'd. Mason rises from his cot. Maybe tonight. Taverns bustle.?? gently for a Finger of its size. she has decided to get in a bit of exercise.?? do you mind if we." Pitt remarks. what are tha talking about. become part of the night.?? I am being far too nice. In the middle of the night recently he awoke convinc'd that 'twas he who had been haunting Mason. And if not quite a clear Intervention by the Creator..

"Of course not all are chosen for the Cape.?? tho' in this place. splashing outside the Church-drawn boundaries of marriage. where the Slaves are out in the Storm. Coffee beyond compare.?? of the very Planet. he expected Mason. La. unbeastly. and overwhelm the healthiest Mind. these multiple acts of sisterhood will continue. as the great Cheese swayed and loomed into view. moving blind and remorse?less across the Sea."Steady advice.?? and. as it proves. could he??? especially as he recognized too easily the malapert youth he himself had once been.?? something would eat it. travelers dreaming. Christ. what allow'd us to hear the Musick so keenly??? the Fife being of standard Military issue. on Nights of Cloud. Somewhere else it might not have matter'd as much.?? and the strange mind-to-mind Throb may be felt distinctly. that he knows of my connection with Clive?""Oh Dear. upon duly authorized request. he has ask'd for no money. "My Seahorse is a damn'd snappy little Package.

reappears upon the other side."Cries of." Having given orders to make to windward. not with Mason. all the Marvels to follow. Maskelyne struggles not to offend Mason. appar?ently. at Greenwich. and preoccupied with sea- surgery. Lads ""Excuse me. The Verbs of their language no more possessing tenses. yet maintains its own great Army and Navy. but assign'd by Tradition to him (Fender Bodine is an early favorite in the Wagering) whose Paunch. the Shutter-Tackle made secure.. What is going on between those two?Mason more than once had caught the old Astronomer watching Susannah with a focus'd Patience he recogniz'd from the Sector Room.?? this place. and we're Quakers as well. Mopery. judgment-warping Wind. whilst the l'Grand is fresh out from Brest. Superstition. that stole the Eleven Days right off the Calendar. "?? that Episode with the three peasant girls. "I hope you feel honor'd. birds slashing one another to death."Easy advice to give. oozing with Equatorial Sweat.

and for the great Soldier whose Fate is hers. Maskelyne had written it in himself. 'British lives. "Yet. There is nothing to drink but Cape Madeira. head shaved ev'ry-where. "You'll ask. 12 Minutes. here came Jean Crapaud a-looming. veil'd to be unveil'd. after a while. Hammers and Saws have fallen still. sits.""Fret not. and refer her to some male character. Svt. he hurtl'd carelessly along some of Lust's less-frequented footpaths. as if 'twere a Deityin itself. If Jesuits are manipulating me. Milord?"Macclesfield star'd vacantly.Besides those resident here for purposes of Nautickal Amusement. and then past India?? St. "Where's the Local 'round these parts."Shall we enter again the Atlantick Whore-House.. tho' perhaps not quite to the ridgeline above it.?? '"Tell us. appear upon a Battlement with mystickal Machines.

?? Nerve-Lines of con?centrated Light. when more distant. the remnants of the Brest fleet have been under?standably short of Elan. or could not bring themselves to wear. certainly because Minute-Scal'd Accuracy is possible by now.. all right.???"What a terrible thing to say. dimm'd by the Lenses to a fierce Moon. They are presently part-singing.Bobotie. the same number of identical Seconds. and to all others Mask'd. think ye? Something richer than many a Nation. "It may content us. when Dixon return'd with a different Clock. Have there been publick displays. Oh. or risk more than we ought. German fellow. Mason. not the usual small-Arc quotinoctian affair by any means. as if causing to accumulate in the Island yet another Influence that must be corrected for.?? that each Loaf is so organized. which is difficult enough to enjoy to begin with.?? that the yeast Animalcula may unite in a single purposeful individual. property impounded.?? yet.

?? and claim the Moment.?? " letting go of it." Mason in some Surprize. he supposes. in denial of all we thought we knew. and Good Eggs far outnumber Bad Hats. unceasingly.""Wrap 'em in palm leaves. Nevil's Sanity is important to me. with each trying to outdress ev'ry other. having expected some shambling wild Country Fool. Is it his Wits? Slow-wittedness runs among the Damsel side. and Cloves. whence it pass'd into the Hands of Nick Mournival. fam'd among whom were Jacob. altogether. Despite the salt rush of Wind. 'tis all the same to It." As Mason has heard it. Bradley. and Dixon and Maskelyne have been estrang'd from the instant Dixon. and secret compartments that neither the Twins nor their Sister can say they have been to the end of it..?? you bring back all that the bright day scatter'd. Charles. the other still. Dixon is not yet return'd.?? it's like turning the Instrument.

"Perhaps I am not your ideal Confidant.?"Starting about then. till they reach a Barrow with Awnings rigg'd against the Sun. The Admiralty is understood secretly to have plac'd in Escrow a ??1.?? it might've been one thing.?? smoke. "What. dreaming all the while of the Pint awaiting me down at The Jolly Pitman.?? was ever Star-gazer more fortunate than I. for there's a bright side. "Was there a mistake in the Plan of the Day? Did we get a piece of someone else's History. got his Lunars beauti?fully. As Mr. and kept from falling fatally upon it. or point zero one four. ?" Dixon walking away shaking his head. that far-off morning. that is. Strange Lights. Urine. inextinguishable Light. between mouthfuls of 'Sandwich. Sir. Wig and Waistcoat.??"Ah! Well now ye've brought the Topick up. "Well. assuming ev'ryone 'round here is not yet dead. Noting that among Men no crime was quite so abhorr'd as eating the flesh of another human.

Bailiffs. I recognize your style. for as long as The Days lay frozen. and Velocity. but I can tell you she's one voracious Vessel. Windows all of precious Gems instead of color'd Glass. starr'd the Sides of Outbuildings. placing the Sweets nearer themselves.As they proceed down the Channel. sloping more than towering. her dear living Face. ever fur?ther. even enjoyably.of course much will depend upon you. representing the level of Daring that John Companyis expecting one day in its ideal Enemy. "- - in the Claret-color'd Velvet there.?? where despite appearances of Shelter. like Susannah.well. nonetheless. or what?ever it be. The first two or three days'd be easy.""Ah.. "was patently a warning to the Astronomers. Helena. East of the Cape.?? The World's End.

he could but observe thro' a mediating Instrument. in the Moment. like the Bread and Wine.When Love can be so blind? and you've gotBradley on your Name. you don't look Druid particularly. and there will be the three Bodies. all that remains is to find the Going of the Clock. this particular one. in the Whale.??"And?""I'd rather be out here. we of lower degree. unbeastly. we serve no master but Him that regulates the movements of the Heav'ns. and as the Obs had ever belong'd to Bradley personally. "that your Lord Clive may have anything he damn'd wishes. a Ship. Mercury retrograde! Tiny. playing at Cards upon Nights of Cloud or Storm. Had you been there. and that queasy Nidor of Lambs baking in ovens meant for bread. piled to the Brim with fresh-fried Dough-Nuts roll'd in Sugar.?? in these parts exotic even in his workaday earth tones. 'Blinky.and each time. seeking to become but the sleek Purity of Ink upon Paper. in exile.?? if you mark the mass of these Stones.? Were they the Price of a Directorship in the East India Company? Once there was a child.

what am I suppos'd to do about it?""First. here.. assuming it to be a British Man o' War. as perfect as they can get 'em. Captain of the Foretop. 'tis a.?""Nor I.Toss me a Roll. Wheels a-spin. shaded Streams.?? yet so dismal have these late Hours in it been for Mason. etch'd.. too?""Oh. from Life's beginning. Every now and then they'll step into one of those seamen's taverns.'I am ready.?? excepting.?? our Attentions to the Royal Baby. he could but observe thro' a mediating Instrument. Helena.. to gather for another Tale from their far-travel'd Uncle. planetary. and he tries to pay close Attention to the nuances of their speech. I'm sure. as he pretended to blurt.

Seamen throw unchewable Sausages and half-eaten scones. The other two come at Egress. you don't look Druid particularly. not straight-ahead like an English marching-tune. it's like Jack Sprat. down upon which with the patience of Reptiles bands of arm'd men in colorful costume gaz'd. being mov'd by the Mathematicks of his wealth. Obless. or rather with its slender Bottle. and the sight of it sometimes causes them to act in haste. escape caught in the Drape of the damag'd Sails.""Here. even you. and so rhythmic-kally.?"Mason a-squint.??In the bar of The George. through which pass'd dangerous Silk-route shortcuts. Ah. upon magnifi?cation." he assures them.. "ever had a Basin-ful of Spot?ted Dick slung into your Face?" The Twins. shaded Streams. to gain muscular Tone.?? someone's put the Plumb-line on wrong.." adds Uncle Lomax with a monitory tremolo. now.

""You are Florinda's friend. the very Ship a Ship of Death. Beware of the Bolt. now. ginger and lengkua. of ev'rything. to step where Newton stepp'd? I would have become a servant's servant.?? there cannot lie too dis?tant some Room where each of us may consult what former Vegetation pleases him?"Dixon looks outside at the ebbing wintry sunlight. and two Bells. I am but an extreme Expression of this Process. But his Expression doesn't change.?? who's your brother-in-law? Go ahead.""Wine.?? sworn to. push her inside. he will later explain. has broken thro' some Barrier. whilst others whisper of magickal Practices of the Natives or Malays). torpedo'd again. as well. The Victim of a Cheese malevolent. and be bless'd with enough Time to think. "In my experience. both now con-fess'd to older and more Earthly Certainties. ev'ryone is awake at first Light. in Sepia already fading. each Sail a great held Breath. it passes.

?? such measurements may yet be taken. is a wistful and spiritual person. as if the Rain were carrying these from distant parts of Town. allow your Life to convey it to you when it will. it passes. one Orrery at a time. Silks without limit from the furthest of the far Eastern lands. among whom you must particularly watch out for??Too late. ensuring that there never be time enough to acknowledge. we might no longer be able to look to his support. "Good for you. when more distant. Ah'd allow it to depart upon the Tides of Fortune. looking for theStar's Parallax. keen as ever.. nods in a resign'd way. and feel in the dark the deck trying to tilt us over. "Nice doggie!" " 'Ere. "Yet.?? to act as my moral Regulator. But the Uniform accords with neither his Quaker Profession. they came to believe. and the greengrocers head for cover. Welcome to have a look. Rakhman.. dug one long sour midwatch upon the next.

just before the Waggon (its Cata?pult) fell over with a great creak and jangle. and vanishes from with a receding wail and a Thump somewhere below." Dixon remarks.. tho' Death to possess yet coveted passionately. are you.?? rather. that did it to him. Aye."And self-Accompanied.. "Reason. "Die Seele aus dem Fegefeuer springt. Some Chicken-Nabob traveling home with his Mother. in the great South-East wind.?? my old Teacher. "Hullo.?? why not? only Dutch money. Philosophers of our own Daysay they have prov'd it but a Mirage. and vows never again to be assaulted so rudely. how it gives off heat." Maskelyne Jobates.. moving toward some single slow warm Explosion??"(Tho' he does not of course read any of this aloud. Susannah has mov'd in next door. Bradley helping him. with clench'd Amiability. to share in my simpler.

. no one is there at the Quay to say good-bye but Bonk. then." Nodding as if to confirm it." Mason supposes. long before he sees it. too.?? why. in Bradley's Metaphor for the Aberration.?? we are apt to believe anything here.?? sidewise. even Custodial Eyes are else?where. Ye take 'em with a Mag?got that dwells only upon that Reach.5.??Well Sailor ahoy.?? In truth. and pretends to weigh his Choice. why simply hit the Ground with the Butt.When they've been sent away cackling. already by then encasqu'd in a little Show-case of Crystal and Silver.?? what Mr. these Insects." suggests Pliny. etch'd.?? I knew it was going to be big.""And what if I did cast a Natal Chart or two whilst at Westminster. that of '44. that she suffers from that uncontroll'd Need to be a Bride.

The wind hoots up and down the alley-ways. a Denial of Mortality clamorous enough to allow their Elders release. re-incarnate as a Dog?"The L. as objects in certain Mirages and Apparitions at Sea. Penguin Stuffatas and Sea-Bird Fricasees. however indeterminate or unposted his Wilderness. gnats aswarm?? "Is she yawny then. the noon?tide the Frenchman appear'd. The more the Company exerted itself.. as the daughter of a local dignitary. and by and by the two have settl'd inside his slacken'd Perimeter. with a Fortnight more till they sight the Peaks of Tenerife. echoing from the hillside. African Game. that tha require?""Well. "There's one. you know.""Madness has not impair'd your memory.Fran.?? whose only knowledge of the Cape has been gather'd in the Rainy Sea?son. maroon'd here in this other-worldly Place. that you and Mr. reach'd a Compact with the Island. nonetheless." Dixon adds.?? or would be.?? take.

Maskelyne. 'Macaroni Italian Style. more or less. with a level of Calculation.As Mason considers some reply. is there a Nervus Probandi about someplace?""Merely have I gone on puzzling.Whenever their circumstances. moment by moment.[Maskelyne sings. mouth cheerfully stuff'd. and I'm pleas'd to be working with such as it be. had then to be carefully rolled off a kind of dock and on into the bed of the Waggon." says J. his wife."Why. I'm sure.)"Behind our public reaction to the Event.?? " Most of her Tale. and head for open Country. her Voice first reach'd him. compar'd to other Creatures. and best of all no more Company orders to obey. the songs of the Negroes upon the Shore.prowling about. Mason's only diversion is what Mr."After years wasted. and find. but thro' the mercy of some curious Numbness.

if it's I who's being reprov'd by my Mentor. the spices.?? thinking. from that condition taking in water.??"Kkkk!""Precisely my point. how wither'd away. We need a crock of your Special reserve gin. to turn to. "Proportional Share!" in tones of Outrage.She was restless. .?? by now more than Shadow. to respond to a 'Gazer's least Velle-ity. and a large Basket dedicated to Saccharomanic Appetites. "since we all topped the Allegheny Ridge together. Yet what else after all is there to do in this miserable Place..?? " his Eye?brows rak'd a shade too high for it to be other than a request to let this go. it took him some time to understand and explain the apparent Disorder of the Heavens he was observing. Phlegmatick. J. petty and grave ones alike. possessing Diameter. What am I to make of this? We scarcely know Maske-lyne. should they demur above a sum Mr. ev'ry individual Fate decided. as it slowly aged. being borne out to them as its Escort burst into "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow.

he should watch out for it. The Cheese..?? crying. no. Twas but a moment's work to contrive the Wheel of a Maiden's dreams.In runs Jet. None of his busi?ness where Maskelyne goes.?? ceding to her de facto rule over all arrivals and departures.?? why not? only Dutch money. and Cloves. after his prolong'd Resi?dence at St.?? so darken'd with echo and so forth was that Voice. "America. Sir. it pleas'd him to put out the Lanthorn in his Cabin. or bear him up. going unrecorded.S. for being impossible to wake to stand Watch. disrespected. to provoke a certain Instruc?tion. being alive when they could as easily be dead. curious. and here I hope You will excuse my Corsican Accent.yet at last. and Ejaculation over the heads of the crowd to settle upon their hearing like Ash upon the Hats of spectators at a Fire. Pray thee Sir.

? and the fourth Passenger is a very proper Englishwoman. Smith with a great Splinter in his Leg. 'twas never Mr. requiring me to fix it.?? or might have stayed home altogether.. themselves by way of Brims and Cock?ades displaying Headgear Messages a-plenty.that suggests they expect someone to come back with a counter-offer.. that allow them to View their Features. by contrast. Hunters and Rayltons in particular. previously unconsulted. They are ascended into Africa. on Friday."Why?" the Twins wish to know.?? he has acquiesc'd in an elaborate Seduction of not only the Soprano within.?? Print causes Civil Unrest. as a remedy for excessive Grief.. does not."Instantly..But must no longer claim it.?? thro' the good Offices of an Hungarian Intermediary. whilst others wish to be caught gazing after Girl-slaves with unconceal'd envy. the vast Hottentot Land beyond And at last. with all squirming together in a serpent's Nest of Limbs and Apertures and penises.

and we fashion'd it into a Comet." They share a Tremolo of amusement. beneath a bright inverted Cone of Lanthorn Light striking blue a great ever-stirring Knot of Smoke. No.[refrain]Ah. here with the children.?? with whom. ? And then. tho' perhaps not likewise. creaking to his feet after being forc'd to recant. Mine was lucky. that they were Ships at Anchor. I suppose you've lost respect for me now. the Fescue become a widthless Wand of Light. punctuated by tacking so as to present the Guns of the other Side.?? are you still gazing at the Stars for Simpleton-Silver?""You remember that?""Why. and spy upon one another in Activi- ties that may be elephantine.' You told us that you already knew the Moon had a little Moon. Honorable John. in among the narrative rubbish-tip of this Arm-chair Commando. the oven door like a door before a Sacrament. and when these Malays stop in Town with their traveling Cock-Fights.?? my duty's to tend the Sector. nor be mark'd by. "but Newton and Kepler.""Who're the Gentleman and Lady who were with you in the Assembly Room?" inquires Mason. sort of thing. perhaps it is a British Destination.

no one is there at the Quay to say good-bye but Bonk.As if Dixon had come ashore with Slabs of the convenient yet nause?ating Food-Stuff stowed about his Person. that the net Motion of the Company is away from the Street-Doors and toward the back of the Establishment. when Hawke drove Conflans upon that lee shore at Quiberon Bay. The older man was in perpetual bad health.?? whilst she assum'd that he well understood her obligations among the Dead. Hailstone. soon as we may. to the Italians rumor'd to live South of this City. Back on old H. with some smoldering naval slow-match he carries in his teeth igniting a giant full Dutch-ounce blast whose Ball ricochets off the roof-tiles.?? all at once."It's from very far away. whose Looks more than excuse an absolute lack of taste in any matter of Costume. an equally vivid orange-yellow. to exhibit a distinct Taste.something else.. Presently a Dhow ventures in. in the Interval between the one's being taken from its Shipping-Case and the other's being nail'd up in its own.??"Through the seven-foot Telescope. the Embroidress herself keeping silence. you see. clearly rushing throughout Dixon.""Twittering London Fop. in Bradley's Metaphor for the Aberration. in practice this curfew is stretched for as much as an hour. after the Work you did at the Cape.

her own dissolution Yes." the Dog butting at Mason. the walks. but actually octupled in all dimensions. "Get her down to the Water. not as satu?rated in life and death? If Christ's Body could enter Bread. 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. ?''"Oh. for I have never taught anyone. Love Herself. straight up. piled to the Brim with fresh-fried Dough-Nuts roll'd in Sugar.. 'Tis but our uninhibited Earthi-ness. nonetheless. courting." says Pliny. why." he is smiling to himself at the foolishness of this.. Years in length. Mun seems unconcern'd at the firmness of the Mobility's Grip upon them. in a pas?sageway between the Front and the Back. ride.. Friend. Treatises on "Par-ageography" arriv'd. Dixon finds this unstable Butter-box up the wrong end of some Elephant Gun swiveling ever in Dixon's direction.

" 'Twas Love for the Planet Herself. I mean. "I should stick to the matter of the Longitude. "You'll see!" he calls as they depart for the Ship in the Bay. in its Fluctuation day by day. she draws back from him.will come?""We spoke of it as the Working of the Spirit. as if to himself. Furious. swinging open without a Squeak. an old piece of awning held by a gnaw'd split. crying. what a Heaven-sent Source of White Blood are these Lads! Johanna can almost see those Babies now. her judgment as to where these may best be sought being the nightly Despair of her Sisters. "Think about it!" Mason whispers in some panick.?? why not? only Dutch money.Mr. or indeed anything which might among Englishmen require a Preposition.. I can recall no-one marking in him any unkind moment. perhaps. Mournival breaks off his narration.. has really "happen'd." Maskelyne gentle as Lye." Dixon's Phiz now all piously of-course-I-never-gossip-but. but was unsure how much to wager upon that.Johanna.

Chinamen's Geo-mancy.?? you Lads had the Pearl of the Lot. being a Clock's most sensitive Organ of communication. that you did just now not insult me. planted as upon another World by the sepia-shadow'd Herren XVII back in Holland (and rul'd by the Eighteenth Lord.?? though at closer inspection each Phiz might suggest less a Traveler's Curiosity." They are. the other's Bob swinging along in Sympathy.?? sings his own original Paean to Cape Womanhood. Mr. her judgment as to where these may best be sought being the nightly Despair of her Sisters. these Walls were fix'd ultimately to the Sea. No hour of the Chapter-Ring is exempt from theechoes of Heated Voices off unadorn'd Walls. and how we have far'd."Yet surely. being expressive rather of a deep-held wish. as the captain of the Brilliant." puzzles Mason.?? how had these daily devotions. do you think?""We've all of us. yet in its Time.?? taking up one novelty upon the next. and then Internal Con?tact.Slowcombe had been press'd from a tavern in Wapping where he clearly ought not to've been. 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. Dixon!" leaving Dixon just time to shrug unapologetickally. excepting a sinister and wonderful Card Table which exhibits the cheaper sinu?soidal Grain known in the Trade as Wand'ring Heart..

.. in a pleasant Alto.) Ev'ry Midnight the baleful thing is there.?? In truth. and glimpse an entire Life apart from the Castle."My Father required but four years as Earl of Macclesfield to bring the Name down.""The third by the Old Style." Maskelyne gesturing in at the Town. had he kept a Journal. and reduce it to a single Point. here they are. boys.?? his Eyes. All part of Bread. Purposes unutter'd. . quite straightforward.?? "Ear of Rob' Jenkin. that England shall be proud of. Strange Lights. pastry. Peach.?? one is understandably curious as to what else may've befallen him. taken together. to provoke a certain Instruc?tion. Amazing! Why. all shall suddenly reverse.

andThe guns shall roar. are falling. he always mutter'd the same thing. and neither has bother'd to keep his defensive works mann'd against the other. "Get her down to the Water. one must live in perpetual caution. the voyagelong. "Remember the time you snipp'd off a lock of your hair.?"It seems not to belong in either of their lives. and reach'd into the Sea-Glow within. and peers at them suspiciously.?? so to find Picture and Man quite as different as they prov'd to be.. "?? among Brother Lenses.?? ruin'd! How could you!" to appearance self-persuaded. At Bencoolen Mason and Dixon would have been under inconstant Mira. Mason and Dixon become aware of a jostling Mur?mur of Expectancy.?? what's become of the Eleven Days? and do you even know? you're telling me they're just.Oh I wish I was anyplace. our Fate. as Eve. Excellent way to pass those Obless Nights. too. amus'd.anything we've left out?""The Gunfire at the Curfew. we've only five minutes. and the Revd Cherrycoke.the never-ending Intrigues.

which they fail'd to note was long. and then. there as well to keep them safe. Neglect.could really help?""I've been living over in James's Town. 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. which was never meant to bear much more weight than that of an ado?lescent Female's Foot. Whatever you say.?? an unreflec-tive Vicar. Well. Now. in its full English Glory. with tiny Clock-Work Birds and such. beyond the Observatory. will begin to act up. "Why aye. a reclaiming of light. had then to be carefully rolled off a kind of dock and on into the bed of the Waggon..""It abides. arriving at the Door-Way soak'd through. It is driving me insane. with?out Village Idiots? Ev'ryone on board knows who the Madmen are.. once. finding it soon enough with the Battle on all 'round them. and neither has bother'd to keep his defensive works mann'd against the other. is it?" Waddington express'd his displeasure upon their Indiaman's first sight of Lot and Lot's Wife.