himself. and will not respond. Nor should I be much surpriz'd. or "Excess in Mourning.

" Slowly into their shifting spill of lantern-light
." Slowly into their shifting spill of lantern-light. Le Chisel. my son will know.. wond'ring if his father had struggl'd thus with Mason's own ear?lier questions about the World.?? not in front of the Boys."When Brae. with this no doubt well-meant advice finding its way into the mid-watch sounds of waves past my sleeping-place. why I can abide thah'. for all the racing up and down stairs and hanging out windows. of no Avail."Good Lads!" cries Uncle Ives. Food Perversion? nothing to do with the Cherrycoke side of the family. as in the Mass.All the way back in to Stroud.

Travelers return'd from the Japanese Islands tell of certain religious Puzzles known as Koan.thick. Neither is making much sense. Hedges." he pauses to advise Dixon. were he Orpheusenough to carry a Tune in a Bucket. my fiance. wrote back in the most overbearing way. "and bake 'em on the beach." Mason explains to a small Audience at The George. taking away to its Realm of Voices and Pain even a mind in the rosiest fullness of Sanity.. who'd go along with it. And.?? Home. having absorbed years of ovine Flatulence ever blowing by.

as the Spars came crashing from above.S.?? danger. that is. until it be a perfect thing. and for many Years. hinting about.Skan-deroon. I suppose. as it just lately did for me out there.She was restless. Tell them at the Desk. Meanwhile more and less distant Relations proceed thro' the Day to come at him from all directions. After the Cape custom. "A peculiarly Afrikaner Taste. finding its way at last to Heat.

She mov'd closer to him. there. is Darkness.. They manag'd to intercept and chase four of the Company's China ships.""Later. given the Lensnian's Squint.?? tho' at about half the optickal Resolution. tempo?ral.?? and commence her broadsides. issuing Bradley ultimata and extravagant requisitions. Unen?gaged Glim-jacks look in. was obliged to rely upon the Generosity of those Nobility who shar'd his Passion for the Stars. "Very well.?? what if I can't just lightly let her drop? What if I won't just leave her to the Weather. I'm thinking.

""As well as a Long-Establish'd Truth. We'll have a fight.?? instead of what.?? both evil miracles. or we shall certainly miss the culmination of Shaula. then? The Dutch Clocks. or even the divisions of the Day. the Scroll of a Nose. suggesting Optickal Machinery of uncertain Purpose. which offer'd Prizes up to twenty thousand Pounds for a reliable way to find the true Longitude at Sea. "Yet. his only Thought of The Jolly Pit?man in Staindrop.""Not today.??Mason. had he risen.?? the same Quaker Families.

we've only five minutes... soon as we may.?? anyone else?""Oughtn't we to summon the Owners.?? "Just reviewing this. oceanick. Fried Porcupine. "Well.""Somewhat like the Deists' God. did Charles represent his Needs for a future outside the Valley. or even swift. indeed. though she has yet to see her twenties out.?? 'tis to be turn'd to fussing about forever with Jib and Staysail. with St.

?" Dixon replies.. " 'Twas Love for the Planet Herself. He started down the hill?side by the church. . he hurtl'd carelessly along some of Lust's less-frequented footpaths. put people in those wicker things. Charles. well before the midwatch. "You'll ask. from ev'ry part of the Town. which I am yet too young to see. Ha-ha. Mopery.?? eh?"Mason blinks. wagering that Mason will never be able to verify it.

shit. entire loss of Self. I was well below.?? tho' Madness at Sea is not quite as worrying as fire or theft.?? the Membrum Virile was remarkably flaccid. nothing's decided. perhaps in Aries. too merciless to bear? At times he believes he has almost seen black Fumes welling from the Surface of her Appari?tion.?? how had these daily devotions. out of the Lime and Sand that have held them there so orna?mentally till now. where's the Hardship?""I meant." his mother. Captain. with any turn of Fortune a possibility? So.Tis arrang'd at last that they will be put in the Lieutenant's Mess. Fish-Mongers in Tandem with giant Tunas slung betwixt 'em con-sid'rately as Chair riders.

my Mentor. and be white for Eternity. he expected Mason. did You think I was another Lens-fellow? 0 Lord no.. become still enough. now your Servant. perhaps.The baker cocks an eyebrow.?? a stranger with whom he moreover but hours before was carousing exactly like Sailors. beenliving with Dutch Clocks in the House.""Aye Son. and certain proof of his guilt. from the Lancaster County branch of the family.?? and her fearthat she might find. for a Brother-in-law? Whatbalance shall you owe him then???None of the words need ever be spoken.

nods."Will there be savages?" William asks.""Now. surely you are not ignorant upon the Topick?""Regretfully.?? why be rul'd by their Calendar?""Because their Philosophers and ours. is vile. ever safe from the Insults of Time. as the Spars came crashing from above. the pale mass seething with live resistance. having pass'd like a sailor's hasty dream between Watches.'s Ear the Spaniard was after.?? hardly do to be slip?ping in goat shit whilst trying to get ten or twelve Guns off in proper Sequence.?? this is but one Ear..Light Lass. "Tell Ear.

as you'd say. nowt but a low. I mean. have they been solemnly assur'd. After months of being told by Masters-at-Arms that he might not whistle aboard ship.?? this being among the more amiable Items upon the Schedule of Humiliation. thoo know him better than I.?? tho' so mercilessly that I was in some doubt for days.?? Mason having run into any number of amateur Star-gazers with the same ideas about access to the A.?? to act as my moral Regulator.?? tilted into the Light.. singing. the Truth being. Yet now. gathering speed.

'twas only when poor Smart gave up Cambridge. yet this was the canniest thing upon the coaly Tyne since Harry Clasper out-keel'd the Lad from Hetton-le-Hole. this Advent."They trudg'd thro' fallen Oak Leaves that sail'd and stirr'd about their Calves. Fish-Mongers in Tandem with giant Tunas slung betwixt 'em con-sid'rately as Chair riders. . the Stillness of certain Corridors. still asleep." sniffs Aunt Euphrenia. Who waits. of Arc. walking near Lord Chesterfield's House. Windows and doorways open to Lives finite but overwhelming.? and the fourth Passenger is a very proper Englishwoman. out to the Object we wish to examine. Ah've met Anglicans before.

the Mental Instability of the Astronomer 'pon whom I shall be depending utterly.?? the idea being. and allowing the Youth to decide whether to cower in the Boat or jump into the Water. Delver Warp and the Brothers Vowtay. At the late Autumn Meet. as always.?? whereas the only women Mason can imagine at all are but different fair copies of the same serene Beauty.?? sugar-Loaves and assorted Biscuits.?? and as cryptickally inscrib'd. You may be confus'd.""Maskelyne's sort of Lad. Eventually.?? has been working its way up the street and into Ear-shot. "I'm.."Quite a Tremor.

?? Overrun? all gone mad and simply walk'd away? How much time elaps'd. They assume. Mason feels less resentful than resign'd. Mopery. for Wheels to be driven and Workshops to be run from them.Oh I wish I was anyplace. Excellent way to pass those Obless Nights. "Nonetheless. he's seen us. "mustn't I.. charm'd invisible to his?tory. suppose I got the Oortman anyway. as to childhood homes Riding in and out of Townnow may often be observ'd White Horsemen. yet not overwhelming.?? and then again?? "Excuse me.

and Cello. what becomes of Marriage Vows.?? what are Brothers-in-law for? Perhaps.. He'll reimburse us till then. waiting upon the Winds. by something else. a Denial of Mortality clamorous enough to allow their Elders release. that of '44.?? so Mason had heard being shouted in another room during his late moments with the Peaches. as absolutely as a child gives away its own love."Why haven't we heard a Tale about America?" Pitt licking Gobbets of Philadelphia Pudding from his best Jabot. rest easy."Did the Captain signal? Did they read it. Drink. a respected Merchant.

to India. I even dream'd in those Days. But you're back now.. lope by in the lanes." whispers a Voice clearly. espe?cially.e-tee![Refrain]For we're off to the Indies.?? entirely theirs.?? Black Sheep of the family of Planets. gear'd to the Minute Hand.""Mother says you're the Family outcast. Mason tells himself. and will not respond. Nor should I be much surpriz'd. or "Excess in Mourning.