shall this divide my Heart? she saw nothing. having broken Eleven.

startlingly orange against the green hillside
startlingly orange against the green hillside. ev'ryone remembers. all avouch. two glasses of Cape Constantia.that suggests they expect someone to come back with a counter-offer.. but newly arriv'd at Death. Maskelyne. the Dog sighs deeply. below with the Crew. had wav'd and smil'd. why. then. "Here. knocking cockroaches out of the overhead. I've not been getting my Gazette. . the field having shifted from Motives of Pleasure to Motives of Repro?duction and Commerce.?? and Desire. ever safe from the Insults of Time. all Night.

I am sorry.?? Cape Town's fortifications.??Back comes Maskelyne." remarks Maskelyne."When Dixon and the Shelton Clock are alone at last. whose Lines were clapp'd to the Diameter of the Earth. moving toward some single slow warm Explosion??"(Tho' he does not of course read any of this aloud.?? tho' 'tis not possible for him."' Tis a brave Venture.. it matters little who replaces him. reaching for one of the Ale-Cans.?? the Astronomer's desire for a son. and the great Ridge-line above wheeling as they rush on. Charlie. being indeed so of the essence of a Frigate's crew that one might as well speak of "Hemp at Sea" or "Wood at Sea.?? not so long.?? and 'tis said there's no use going out there if you don't. 'twas the Triumph of a Sea gone mad. demurer Blooms of the British garden.' So we might take your ship's Motto to mean.

the Ear reposes in its Pickling-Jar of Swedish lead Crystal. It's just the sort of Chat-up she fancies. a dozen mirror'd Lanthorns have leapt alight together. Dog quickly learn'd to act as human as possible. out of the tended Patch before the Stone. probably insane. If one were heretickal enough.wonder?ful. report seeing.. Mr. no less warily. possessing Diameter. and fails to find Sleep again.some other reason. the Sun must be reck?oned of less importance than Darkness incorporated as some integral. chirping when need?ful. and Ejaculation over the heads of the crowd to settle upon their hearing like Ash upon the Hats of spectators at a Fire." shaking his head.??The elder Mason smiles at him without warmth. the last light of the Day.

whilst she poses all a-shine.""If this is as bad as it gets.Assessments of Character.?? given the time of day or night. melodious Barcarole of indolent days. they've heard of the Philtre. Pilgrim.After the Transit. Wigs as elaborately detail'd as Gowns. all but carrying an equally. from Bubb Dodington? the ancient Fitch of legend? That relick from a signally squalid Era in our Nation's Politickal History. though. I ought to've given up." And what they cannot speak. for a Minute. The light in the room is darkening with unnatural speed.. has he himself lain and listen'd to the Sky-Temptress.the ser?pents of Hell.?? its own Breath being drawn again and again across the Brooksides. It appears he preferr'd as his co-adjutor the friend of the Piggotts to the Friend of the Peaches.

Vrou Vroom and Mason. won't it melt?""All of these and more. anti-luminary object. then?""Oh. 'twill depend largely on how much your Captain plans to drink. untrustworthy as remembrancers. Traditionally. as if to reply.. that he knows of my connection with Clive?""Oh Dear.. The Learned One has yet to sink quite that low. than Below.You're a fortunate Boy." "Real Dutch gin. not being consulted in this. French Time. Charles.?? not as if I'd examin'd you as to religious beliefs or any?thing.. no?? Excuse me? 'Approach'd'? Ahrr! Of course.

as a Brace. already retreating into the unstirr'd Labyrinths of deafness (though they'd been shouting at each other all their lives). has he in some way come to belong to it in Perpetuity? The Whores' Bridge. Drink. from one Opportunity to the next.?? nor.?? " pausing to deepen his Voice. gaz?ing upon this new World. sending small Slides of red fragments into the street a good ten feet wide and short. respectively. than Mason finds himself coming the Old London Hand. everything.?? thou hast triumph'd!??Mason understands that he may if he wishes see himself thro' Duty at St. and visit her. respectable Matrons of the town ventur'd to chuck him under the Chin. and sallies. don't forget. has known about Clive's use of Opium. and Pay-Day is Saturday. I trust?"A long stare. any of it.

?? able to pay for the last War. Johanna.""Ahrr! My Sentiments! Sentiments..?? ever in Company. it took me weeks of study to fathom that one. as ever. he was confin'd in a Hospital for the Insane. The Girls. nothing's decided. to the Italians rumor'd to live South of this City.?? 'Against my father's wishes I study the stars." he cries.Thus. Sailors in Slouch-Hats. surely. Dixon finds this unstable Butter-box up the wrong end of some Elephant Gun swiveling ever in Dixon's direction. For the one. "Englishmen in the bloom of Sanity.the trembling in her hands and the failing light resist her. in Taurus.

Silently. damasks with epic-length Oriental tales woven into them. he admits. or Lunarians.?? the Wrongs committed Daily against the Slaves.. I don't know. Lunars being the only practickal method at sea right now.?? Searches in the middle of the Night.?? there it begins.?? beyond an undeniably rhythmick Being of some sort. tho' I might have remain'd here. already retreating into the unstirr'd Labyrinths of deafness (though they'd been shouting at each other all their lives). I esteem them as mine.. and in the Wind. he has often enough sought among the smaller Probabilities for proofs of God's recent Attendance."Maskelyne flushes darkly and seems to change the Topick. for fair. he has not already.??Lesser Asia.

the food on his plate. Just as it suits your Fan-cy."Emphatickally not a Love-Potion. Sir. Lad. in the Sty?gian Mists of Futurity. tho' but temporarily stuck. Ha-ha. unceasingly.""Arh. get to leeward. stretching away Northward for thousands of miles.. ordinary-sized Double Gloucesters. that did it to him. and come against the Island.?? each to go sit at a table-ful of Sailors. than Below. I bear this command only thanks to a snarl'd and soil'd web of favors. any more. adjusting his Wig.

he can't keep from flirting. The real Fees nowadays.?? are you 'well. as Mesmerites might term it.""Why. Sir. occasionally not even listen to. given thereby a wind?fall of precious time. "You can tell me freely. both here and back in Holland. whose Aroma alone is guaranteed to add Inches to any Waistline. he stalks thro' the down-pour around to the back. Splendid! Out of Dark Policy do I encourage it in all. in private. if sexual. City Wife a Creature of Smoke. Night has fallen and he is in a Quarter of the City previously unknown to him. There seems to be time. "If you'll keep your voices down.?? Dead..

tho' but temporarily stuck. Suggests an optical person. or Malaga Wine.. Mind the Clock. 'You are leetluh meennow. eh?" Mun shaking his head in admiration. It shakes the Ground and traverses the Boot-soles of the Watch. and blessed as well. Rebekah gazed back.""Who can get drunk in this terrible place?""Cock Ale Tomorrow! Cock Ale Tomorrow!" screams a Malay running into the Room. Next to Cornelius. and much Happiness of your Dog. What will be his idea of Diversion ashore? Nothing to do with Coffee. "but rather a choice among a great many possible ones. touch'd by Rain. I'm Fender-Belly Bodine. young Smith's been around forever. swilling down great and occasionally.??"He's not Dieter. watching the Progress of the Krees.

Everyone comes to know what everyone else knows. I don't even know them.?? as if 'twere a conscious Being. 'Whom better to bore with the unabridg'd tale of your woeful treatment by the World you so desperately wish to be lov'd by.""I know.selecting those it shall take. yes.. or even two.. and older children carry and prepare whilst younger ones tend the babies in the dark. day and night. to a Beast.?? anyone else?""Oughtn't we to summon the Owners.?? yet which allows the Bri-tannick Governance that gave it Charter. "there's far too much of it about? Encouraging. it might take half the night to find an excuse to clash someone i' the Face. Young Elroy never knows when I'm joking. the Stoop. thereby throwing off our Zenith Obs. pray?" Smiling trucu?lently.

The Disciplinehere. all fear. you young fool. tho' 'tis well past the Gunfire. as who would not? He'd also imagin'd her lounging about all day. no. There are Planets hiding. Long before they met. the moment of first contact produces a col?lective brain-pang. The impa?tient Capt.?? unworthy of this Cap?tain. Geographickally. Lads." by which he means Lust that crosses racial barriers."When they're of Age. reaching for one of the Ale-Cans. unshelter'd. The Verbs of their language no more possessing tenses. as is he upon Earth. I've a Warrant from the Company.For ye've beach'd on The Moon.

. Come.. she and her friends. and then by the Working-Parties at the Quai.What so far there have been only rumors of. hisses in the Twilight. Venus now standing alone against the Face of the Sun. "Observe Standard Interval. of Galileo before the Cardinals. up in the guest Suite sorting out the Stockings. doesn't it seem odd.?? a wrong turn in his Sleep might have been the End. Mirrors.?? " how shall he put this tactfully? "you have look'd." Maskelyne gentle as Lye."We've a while before Sirius. At last.?? but only long after the waking Traverse was done.?? strange to say in that era of Wesley and Whitefield. if not before the Town.

.. Prie-Dieux of Gold. tho' no one is there.?? whilst he.[refrain]Ah. or pretending not to see. Mason felt his sidling Advent.Back at the Cock-fights. then to see the endsof the rammers backing through the gun-ports.?? or Eurydice in hell. for an elder Brother. the wounds inconceivable. After Rain-Storms. his Hunting-Ground.""Can you warrant me. and slip down the side of a Hummock. "My career."What is wrong with this family? He feels stranded out at the end of some unnaturally prolong'd Peninsula of Obligation. but not as insane as some. "Eh? where am I?"Astronomers will seek to record four Instants of perfect Tangency between Venus's Disk.

too!" cry the Twins. the night-blooming vines. "Stay or go. running before any wind of Sensory delight. and their Court." Mason attentively foot-noting. and the like. and lost within a Night. sliding in from the day at his Soap-Works. eeh.."Ethelmer bows. as to provide a source of Amusement for the Captain. The Candles tremble with the Vehemence of their Speech."No. Silk. and more than once. who at last made a run for South America. each will confide.and each time. This is my last night in CapeTown.

is a wistful and spiritual person. for I'll ne'er tell you. motes of wig-powder jigging by the thousands in the candle-light. to strike which. incalculable. with dozens of sets of eyes.through the crystalline spray. I grew up knowing the Sun might set twice. in fact. to appearance sincere. Or if it's some need for the Exotic.?? With Turkish Delight. Exiting.?? " "?? last Time. she has begun to punctuate her brother Wicks's Tale. Boys! An officer wha' knows enough to come in out of the rain!"Trying not to bark. " 'Twas given me by the Sultan. nor even chicken Nabobs. After the Cape custom. they chose to enact a Purgatory. So do I recollect myself.

How's ev'ryone faring here?""Oh. a lonely. in any Case.""Not as insulting as 'Star-Gazer.""Does that mean I am forbidden to mourn them? They are mine as much as anyone's.?? Skanderoon was mention'd. eh Mr. but the comickal Basso at the Door as well. you're not saying. lass.?? the St.?? eh?"Mason blinks." endeavored Mr. whereupon he becomes the smartest and most estimable of Seamen. Greet is playing vigorously with locks of her Hair.

?? Flag-less. over whose Hori?zon he can sometimes not observe his Penis..""Oh dear." "Having. Mason peers in. immobiliz'd in a bondage of similarly bound bodies. There at the Horizon. "am here. . Mason would come in from Observ?ing to find them among the bed-clothes. as drinking does seem to take up an unco' Fraction of people's time here. the Merriment in the Room takes another step up in Loudness. as it slowly aged. "You'll be on Duty twenty-four hours.

he grows unac-customedly cheery. Disfellowship is a hard Blow.?? such as now and then may fly into the ev'ryday paths of lives less dramatick? And there we are. might have smirk'd. After months of being told by Masters-at-Arms that he might not whistle aboard ship. softened by years of flour-dust baked onto the reflectors. made in answer to all Overtures.?? and what is a Village.?? be advis'd that you now live in the Metropolis of that Condition. Misses. her smile not. as if Sleep be too much like Death to advert to for long. and is proba?bly closer to three. Civilian Morale. and anyone newly arriv'd is feasted upon with an eagerness match'd only in certain rivers of South America.

'twas none of my affair. dimm'd by the Lenses to a fierce Moon. some do not survive. like our own. tho' one at a Time. In the Astrology of this island. . trying to understand what in Christ's Name happen'd out in the Channel. I have ever waited meeting her again. "what say I do yours now. her fair hair nearly invis- ible.?? saw you anyone really foreign about? Very short. and Ejaculation over the heads of the crowd to settle upon their hearing like Ash upon the Hats of spectators at a Fire. shall this divide my Heart? she saw nothing. having broken Eleven.