Thomas Pynchon Quote
They are examin’d skeptickally. Not from the Press, are you? ’Pon my Word, cry both Surveyors at once. Drummers of some kind’s my guess, puts in a Countryman, his Rifle at his Side, am I right, Gents? What’ll we say? mutters Mason urgently to Dixon. Oh, do allow me, says Dixon to Mason. Adverting to the Room, Why aye, Right as a Right Angle, we’re out here to ruffle up some business with any who may be in need of Surveying, London-Style,— Astronomickally precise, optickally up-to-the-Minute, surprisingly cheap. The Behavior of the Stars is the most perfect Motion there is, and we know how to read it all, just as you’d read a Clock-Face. We have Lenses that never lie, and Micrometers fine enough to subtend the Width of a Hair upon a Martian’s Eye-ball. This looks like a bustling Town, plenty of activity in the Land-Trades, where think yese’d be a good place to start? with an amiability that Mason recognizes as peculiarly Quaker,— Friendly Business.
They are examin’d skeptickally. Not from the Press, are you? ’Pon my Word, cry both Surveyors at once. Drummers of some kind’s my guess, puts in a Countryman, his Rifle at his Side, am I right, Gents? What’ll we say? mutters Mason urgently to Dixon. Oh, do allow me, says Dixon to Mason. Adverting to the Room, Why aye, Right as a Right Angle, we’re out here to ruffle up some business with any who may be in need of Surveying, London-Style,— Astronomickally precise, optickally up-to-the-Minute, surprisingly cheap. The Behavior of the Stars is the most perfect Motion there is, and we know how to read it all, just as you’d read a Clock-Face. We have Lenses that never lie, and Micrometers fine enough to subtend the Width of a Hair upon a Martian’s Eye-ball. This looks like a bustling Town, plenty of activity in the Land-Trades, where think yese’d be a good place to start? with an amiability that Mason recognizes as peculiarly Quaker,— Friendly Business.