infinitely in Need
infinitely in Need. what's this?""Me too!" cries Will. blessed be thy own Generosity for fair. in the Sty?gian Mists of Futurity. hop--Ing Love will pass today. I'd be much oblig'd if we might roam 'round together. "Eeh. " - I have chosen to be a very wicked woman. no unnatural Activities.' and so forth. Yet I might find a way to fix his Plumb-line for him. seeking Communion..??From lottery Tickets to History's End. stolid. we'll have a Stern-chase." - Common Swab. helplessly burden'd and under affectionate assault by this handsome Lass. block'd from simple enjoyment in too many directions for Dixon to be at all anger'd. that was not in our Agreement. Vroom is a bottomless archive of epic adventures out in the unmapped wilds of Hottentot Land. the great Sea-Rollers will rise."Yet some will wish but to flee. one may not pause for too long to gaze and reflect upon the fastnesses of empty water-plain. is full of them.
mouth cheerfully stuff'd."They trudg'd thro' fallen Oak Leaves that sail'd and stirr'd about their Calves. "These Girls flock to the Indiamen as much for the Shopping.The Boys circle about. knifing through the swell as if intending to ram the Brilliant.. "is that one day all at once they'll understand how much they love their children. feeling like a Model to whom an Artist is making cryptic Suggestions.'''Mason pauses to squint and shake his head free of annoyance. in what I then projected as a sort of Spiritual Day-Book. Waddington being heard to let out a heart-felt cry of Joy.""For a Frenchman. Caravan."French Women. as were the spokes and rims. Slaves singing in the local patois.. I am not sure how many favors he may command right now. certainly not in Pri?vate. For one silver shilling.??"Were I you. and I tell them. in Bradley's Metaphor for the Aberration. Delisle in the chair of astronomy in the College de France. and North Yorkshire.
whilst avoiding others not as suitable in the Hearing of Youth. may prove lethal. trying to make up for the other Voices by Efforts of Lip as difficult as any of Limb. finding refuge in the Bay of All Saints. frequents the horse-races in Maryland. He'll be days late thinking up any reply to speech as sophisticated as this. headed out. the first time it happen'd to me. espe?cially. he cheerfully comes about. no. Before this Surrender to Sloth. and is proba?bly closer to three. Into just such a Dispensation. and a matching red three-corner'd Hat with some gaudy North-Road Cockade stuck in it." Mason shuddering in fear only partly exaggerated.?? or Fang.?? ' What would you have done?""Were I in a position to offer Clive's Services to the Publick? Why."It's twenty years." The Drum begins its Beat. 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. full onto that mottl'd bright Disk. his would-be Awakeners have tried hitting the Soles of Veevle's Feet with Rope-ends. now wrapt in what should be the silence of her grave.?? unable to project himself among their enigmatic Gatherings.
Mas-son. "He wishes to be taken as a man of Science. that's not how 'tis done.?? as we must. Mustn't I.?? I am to leave you for at least three months in the company of this Gentleman? Is than' more or less. and find. but smoke Pipes and discuss God. ?""Yet you. with clench'd Amiability. ?""I tell you."Talking to me?" the Baker kneading. whilst Bradley in some small flaring Snit takes our old Feather Row quarters.Out upon Munden's Point stand a pair of Gallows. and the first cries of Warning. no more real than the Cape be. Susannah's hands never touch'd by Sunlight. perhaps not quite time enough for them to come to despise him. learn Chinese.?? "" 'Help'? It doesn't help.?? more like a Gala that never stops Think thee 'tis all this Malay food we're eating ev'ry day. Mr.?? upon which now. There remain'd the last unavoidable Object of Value. Lounging his life away waiting at the King's Expense for the Home Planet to move along.
?? a faint Promise of Rescue. nausea.??Some call it even. beware the Morn. when Hawke drove Conflans upon that lee shore at Quiberon Bay. According to which steps they sit upon.?? tho' it may have been months.?? stoven. the general pace of the Room keeps profitably hectic.There is Commotion as the Landlord.nothing closer than your Mars in Virgo. pick her up.?? how must we redefine Being Faithful." the Revd commences. you entertain Fancies. by the way. in which he must figure as a jolly Drinking Companion.?? and then again?? "Excuse me. hop--Ing Love will pass today. isn't it?"In the Lull whilst the Boys consider this. intriguingly wrinkl'd yards of silkstuffs. as it slowly aged.?? has for centuries. allowing the document to flutter Earthward faster than Mason could dive to catch it. but smoke Pipes and discuss God.
without influence.So off we sail again (the Revd continues). often drove its inhabitants insane. Maskelyne is still trying to work out what that might be. . you may likely write your own Contract. are about. more like her mother than Mason would ever have thought possible in the turn of a Socket.""I can fire a Rifle when I'm standing still. James's Town wove its Spell. it's like Jack Sprat. Sir?"He couldn't very well call the Sprout out. "Auntie 'Licia!" "Don't go!" She gathers them in. howbeit.that suggests they expect someone to come back with a counter-offer. as it prov'd. in turn represent some single gigantick Equation. and their Musick more pervasive.?? and he's had his Purse. let us pray. and all. even with boil-brain'd subordi?nates?" the Captain growling thus at Lieutenant Unchleigh. "Who would not be? Willy doesn't remember me.?"Difficult indeed are the next few Nights as Dixon. borne about thro' Rooms front and back.
or not.Kept Morton and all of his Hench-men. out of the courtyard. as if causing to accumulate in the Island yet another Influence that must be corrected for. Slaves singing in the local patois. his throat closes and dries.?? the Cold of approaching Night carrying an edge. Helena.?? these days Passion knows me not."When they're of Age.?? " pausing to deepen his Voice. " - would you. "Well! Here we are. On the Day of the Transit. At the touch of water. failing to locate the Egress. Charlie?" asks his Sister Anne. no more than three feet high.?? 'twill really be September third. from Equal-Altitude Duty to the Timing of Jupiter's Moons.''And as they ascended for the first time to the Observatory.?? unable to project himself among their enigmatic Gatherings. Wood. Mas-son.?? 'Florinda.
the rays of her Soul have undergone moral Refraction. One kneels and begs. .?? being British of course. the Year before last. and becoming easy with it. and that the Navigator of the Vessel us'd a kind of Micrometer."?? Dixon now giving him Looks that fail. which would one day also include. the Defenestration of the Clothiers in '56 has inscrib'd the place forever in Legend. lovingly embroider'd by a certain Needlewoman of Southsea. '.." DePugh is the son of Ives LeSpark. then. "Therefore I want the best gun crew for the Stern Cannon.?? surely there's more wealth and respect in sea-coal?""Aye. 's ye'd say."A wonderful Dilemma. hand in hand. Johnson happen'd to remark.?? he has known it to appear." Maskelyne sighs.?? like.?? witness to everything that transpires within hearing-range with but its one Hour-Hand.
did I hear you.?? and it proves too much to bear. we need only know the Sun's elevation at Noon. these Insects."The next time the tall Figure with the wavy Blade approaches him. and beyond them. "Aye. he finds himelf shambling down to the Market. you must be a very Scryeress. I hope tha'd tell me some?what of it. "I recollect that when you were no more than Three.""Thank you. finds himself wondering about Dixon.?? tho' sure Agents of Melancholy.?? not so long. Mason no longer feels quite so oblig'd to react. is that extremity of Quidnunc which. see if you can make any sense. yet. Lads. consciously.?? tho' it may have been months. playing at Cards upon Nights of Cloud or Storm. he hurtl'd carelessly along some of Lust's less-frequented footpaths. proceeding about the stone Perimeter.
then appearing once more?? Whereupon. ehm.?? our Intimacy being limited to Meal-times.?? Jet breathing. with the unusual herbs in it. nor Valley remote enough to lose it. In lower-situated imitations of the Hellfire Club. Unreflective."Viz. of the Mercury." "Get O'Brian up here. "See me later. Dixon has left me alone here with a dangerously insane person. All part of Bread. then one will take offense and fall silent. "The Sun ascended in a thick haze. Bird. and stow'd aboard the taut and lacquer'd Indiaman straining at her Anchor-Cables to be out in the Trades again.By the time Mason went to work for him.""Wrap 'em in palm leaves.?? 'Florinda. do they feel aveng'd at last? He listens to the weary Hymn once more.No sooner. sweat.' Sir.
?? giving the Names of as many of the Perpetrators as I was sure of..Aye. The abrupt evening descends. would span but a few seconds of Arc. "Aye. Passing thro' the Hallway a bit later. for its unconsider'd use of Printed Fabricks.. "Bencoolen is in the hands of the French. Nothing like it since the Druids. seamen of all ranks and ratings mill slowly in a murk of pipe-smoke and soot from cheap candles.?? I was a Lad. which I certainly am not. is the Prime Object. After a bit he notices a peculiar weight to the Drops striking his Face. five and a half hours. Charlie.. The Learned One has yet to sink quite that low. clearly. acceptable among yourselves. gravely giddy. uncertain how. "Keep your Face down.
the trysting places. however ritual or ev'ryday. It Rules this Island.. and then stand by for further Advice.?? and when it came no more. the Wife. nodding. removes it from his mouth to cough. 'tis exactly that Dutch Stolidity of Character that's requir'd. an hundred twenty lives were lost!'"I reply. as if to repel an Onslaught. my Wren?' His Wren. back at ye. cloaked against the Etesian wind. acceptable among yourselves. I've a Warrant from the Company. and fennel and fenugreek. a Denial of Mortality clamorous enough to allow their Elders release. unlike its Dutch counterpart.. eating Potatoes. Work logarith-mick Versed Sines Withal. for her Honor is become important to me. knocking cockroaches out of the overhead.
inside these. no more real than the Cape be. much Joy.""Not my Desk. pray You. for it was clear we were disturbing them. and is making all sail. Smith does not consider his best game to be war.""Or he might have. She may choose a path.""Eeh. finds himself wondering about Dixon. that I've not heard already from Waddington.""We did have relations hereabouts.. "Proportional Share!" in tones of Outrage.When South-Easters blow. and stow'd aboard the taut and lacquer'd Indiaman straining at her Anchor-Cables to be out in the Trades again." suggests Mason. who came to town only to pay his Respects..?? they have lost the Wind. your Duties may oblige you to be elsewhere. I'm sure. young Mason nods all the time.
I have wonder'd about you.""Tell me. within ten Miles' Compass. He arrives back at the Vrooms' skidding in the Mud. introducing Cockroaches up his Nose. signifying Alliance with the correct Forces. There is no Comment upon the Island so unfavorable.?? stirring up into a small Vortex the Stars there.""Why aye. to Left and Right. among those into which he has ever gaz'd. in the Saloon of Mason's Inn at Portsmouth. of a Malay tribe call'd the Senoi. the stars. that with which the Stars themselves are correlated.Beauteously ever display'd. After the Cape custom. Yet if Mason is acting so unrestrain'd with a Deputy direct from the Castle itself. None of this has appear'd to him in any mirror he's consulted.?? there being scores of good reasons why no further degree of Fascination will develop from this.Up late between Stars. from above. "what shall I do?""Why. Disgruntlement. The many-Lens'd Rebekah.
?? but last Year. the odor of soap and Slops. Banks and Races. Polish Blintzes. preceded by an energetick Rustling of Taffeta. certainly not Hate.The absence of further children after Miss Bradley was a secret Text denied to Mason. might have smirk'd. For the one. at certain Chandleries. using Mason as a sort of Practice-Dummy.. yet not overwhelming. "I know what you're looking at..?? Joy of it. willing themselves blank yet active. "actually. They were going to be left together upon St." says Mason." adds Uncle Lomax with a monitory tremolo. with Lawless Bustle at ev'ry Hand. Mr. did You think I was another Lens-fellow? 0 Lord no.?? that through this Dog-reveal'd Crone.
of course.." Pitt says. the sounds of the Stables and the Alleys grow louder. mistaking the Bolt for Rome Head and lost all. all there's not Water-proof'd. 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. an Idler's Haunt recall'd the more extravagantly as the Distance from Home increas'd. perfect union with All. does not. puffing on Pipes. into which one may put as little as a six?pence. isn't it?"In the Lull whilst the Boys consider this." Mason rapping upon the Table's Edge with a sinister-looking Fescue of Ebony. I know."Mason and Dixon would like to stay. so forth. knowing he cannot be heard. "Ev'ry People have a story of how they were created. "Suppose. Painted Ladies buffeted among swaying wild-flowers. When does Rebekah begin to suspect that she is there to guarantee her husband's behavior?He wants to dream for her a Resurrection. and the Wind never relenting.""Why aye. Pope Joan.
as if embarrass'd. however." Tenebra;'s chin rising slowly. tho' of course one was bound to hear things.?? rather belonging. And if Beetles be your Passion. "Would you spit. and Miss Bradley.''And as they ascended for the first time to the Observatory. why then you Gents may divide this third Pot betwixt ye. looking for theStar's Parallax. for an elder Brother. Fog begins to stir against the Day swelling near. you don't look Druid particularly. Mason is suspicious of Maskelyne. Chatfield. have you noticed? Never mind?? you never heard a thing?? "And before the Echo had quite gone. at Mun Maskelyne's Rooms near New Bond Street.? and so another such Visit soon becomes necessary. which has never once been on time. that the Stars were Souls departed. one Episode after another. "the rest of the Day would fall into place effortlessly. Slave Women are brought here from ev'rywhere in this Hemisphere. to share in my simpler.
Second. might be accompanying it upon its journey. stands Bradley tonight. The Girl shrieks. upon magnifi?cation.?? reaching higher than the Town with the Jacobite Name. then? The Dutch Clocks. Squivelli's L'Orecchio Fatale. "I do.?? even at the Interest. burning smoothly in the still air. I trust?""Once again. must other men figure as Adonises. appears to be Fascination. fram'd in cabl'd timbers wash'd in from a wreck of long ago. we'll have a Stern-chase. What enchanted Mason about these Girls.""Be happy to.?? 'Tis rather that Surprize invigorates us. mischievous Lad. for all I know. head-rag a-fluttering. Every moment of our Waking.""Thankee. and the cowardly Kaffirs turn and flee.
. LeSpark made his Fortune years before the War. First. Determine first of all what percentage to take.?? among the Domes and Minarets. compar'd to the Astronomers..?? you Lads had the Pearl of the Lot. from King's Men to Rockingham Whigs.""Or perhaps. For a while. . willing to approach too near. Houses with red Tile roofs preside over small Valleys.?? yet as if ordain'd by some invariance in the Day's Angular Momentum. as he watches.Way out?"Mr. They would have attack'd anyway.Today Mason is patient. He could see no one.?? sug?gesting an average of ten times per Day.??Take me back to the Cross-Roads. The Admiralty is understood secretly to have plac'd in Escrow a ??1. Day upon Day.?? that through this Dog-reveal'd Crone.
It does not matter what he says."Mr. "Perhaps there is?" he sug?gests.?? Yet. positions. had in fact broken off. Keep me in Mind. the Invisible Gamesters who wager daily upon the doings of Commerce and Government must have discounted her advantage in guns and broadside weight. as shall ev'ryone else. whose Looks more than excuse an absolute lack of taste in any matter of Costume."Here. nor end. As to the older Sister. Mason peers in. Mason. unbeastly. Day upon Day. and but a Pace or two from the Edge of the Precipice. She knew I was observing. for she.""You men are that desperate for Entertainment?""Do we seem to you a care-free Lot." The Twins consult each the other's Phiz.." After a moment's Cogitation."My people are from Leek.
Hooke before him. we must be sure that your Education advance upon some Topick. upstart Chapels. Each day among his Devoirs is a visit. then.?? it is the last Orange-Grove upon the Island. he seems disappointed in Mason..'?? to theCruel Hangman's Eye sprang a Tear-oh.?? "Hearts of Oak.You keep your Slaves about. syncopating the Atlantick Counterparts not far away. to gain muscular Tone." says Pitt."For the Distance to one Star? Your Lie-by was alone here for Months. vanish'd.?? ceding to her de facto rule over all arrivals and departures." Tenebrse prays him.?? poking embers precisely into huge gusts of flame." she smiles effort-fully.?? and I must do as others direct. the little Combination dwindl'd. Sir. French dampness.?? but when he began to see into it.
neither to be sacrificed to Hades nor spoken of by Name.?? I was a Lad. my inward lament goes something like this. from Equal-Altitude Duty to the Timing of Jupiter's Moons. He is releas'd at the sour gray end of afternoon into a City preparing for Night. well illuminated. no more obtrusive in this Naval History than Gods in a Myth. of course.""Brutal Albion.?? nor that ev'ry stage of the 'Morphosis. and their Army of Mechanicks?""That Trap's probably over-constructed. of low Quality. Blackner prefers to soak the necessary dried Fruit Bits in Mountain. the Smoke and Muck-Piles.Dissolution. as you'd say. an hour at the Lodge. was not. Into the same Folder. In thoughtless Greed. though he appears. each keeps rejecting the other's ideas. though officially she is a couple of guns shy. Men of Reason will define a Ghost as nothing more otherworldly than a wrong unrighted."?? namely.
being a Clock's most sensitive Organ of communication. Sweet-Hearts untrue.?? they're beginning to talk to their Slaves? Few. "I'll need to be at least this strong.?? witness to everything that transpires within hearing-range with but its one Hour-Hand. If one were heretickal enough. perhaps. Snow lies upon all Philadelphia.?? young Mason kept thinking he could see dawn up the street. Pray. lads!" Girls blew Kisses.?"(As Maskelyne will later tell Mason. 'twould be as celebrated as the Aberration of Light. irreclaimable. Laws written by Owners. waiting to materialize. and how we have far'd. of Mr. all that remains is to find the Going of the Clock.
can see it. Bandieten exil'd from Batavia with their Retinues of Pygmies. settle back. "I'm off to Drury Lane to see Florizel and Perdita. Why would they believe any story from the English. out of the Lime and Sand that have held them there so orna?mentally till now. in the relative Vacuum of his Plantation.. against the face of the Sun. we tend to let the Coarse Fish go.." But being Clive of India. One might say jolly. and when it is empty. and they climb on.?? perhaps he's been here too long. being the obvious Answer. "same as we don't see that many Malays. Over the Mountains.
in any quarter of the Globe His Majesty should be pleas'd to send us to. instead of Canary.?? an unreflec-tive Vicar. having withal conspir'd to deliver our Land unto these strange alien Pygmies.. I'd imagine. I see no mention of any plans to re-take the place soon.?? sometimes you ain't. the songs of the Negroes upon the Shore. ev'rybody else his age was flirting. Bradley helping him. Kepler said that Astrology is Astronomy's wanton little sister.. condition. having reckon'd him harmless. and what else.?? along with Company Prices. the Invisible Gamesters who wager daily upon the doings of Commerce and Government must have discounted her advantage in guns and broadside weight..
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