Bradley ask'd Mason to read that part aloud

Bradley ask'd Mason to read that part aloud, twice. "Aye, the Star I do recall,— lying upon the Zodiacal Path, a Pebble, a Clod, just in front of Castor's left foot, perhaps eternally about to be kick'd," if Bradley, who was never mistaken, was not mistaken, "— hence 'Propus,' though Flamsteed, paronomastickally disposed, call'd it 'Tropus' because it mark'd the turning point of the Summer Solstice,Moncler outlet online store."
"Although," Mason attentively foot-noting, "that Point presently lies somewhat to the east.”
"Well,— you know just about where we mean, then, Charles. I do seem to recollect, now...well within the Field...aye, some kind of blur.. ,Moncler Outlet.a greenish blue. Perhaps I noted it down. Welcome to have a look, on your own Time of course, make sure you fix it with your Lady, they don't like it when you're up at night you know.. .prowling about.. .believe in their Hearts that men are Were-wolves, have you noticed? Never mind— you never heard a thing— "
And before the Echo had quite gone, in came Susannah, the lightest of dove-gray fans beneath her Eyes,— as if knowing her destiny, Mason thought, ashamed as he did at how it sounded, helpless before the great Cruel Unspoken,— the Astronomer's desire for a son,— and her fear
that she might find, in their next Attempt, her own dissolution Yes,link, he
had entertain'd such vile Conjectures, as who would not? He'd also imagin'd her lounging about all day, scoffing Sweets, shooing admirers out different doorways whilst admitting others, answering spousal impor?tunities thro' Doors that remain'd shut, issuing Bradley ultimata and extravagant requisitions. Chocolates. A Coach and Six to go to her Mantua-Maker's. A full season's Residence at Bath. A Commission abroad for an Admirer grown inconvenient....
Not all Predators are narrow-set of Eye. In Town, some of the more ruthless Beauties have gone far disguis'd as wide-eyed Prey. Such a feral Doe was Susannah. If Bradley knew of this, 'twas an Article of his senti?mental Service long agreed to.
The absence of further children after Miss Bradley was a secret Text denied to Mason. He seeth'd with it, a Beast in lean times, prowling for signs, turn'd by any Scent however contradictory,— or, to a Beast, unbeastly. She was back in Chalford. Had she ever slept with Bradley again? Did she have Bradley on her Name, but Mason on her Mind? Did she dream of Mason now as he'd once dreamt of her? Was that Oinking upon the Rooftop?— Their Trajectories never, Mason thought with dis?may, even to cross,— tho' he'd've settl'd for that,— one passionate Hour, one only, then estrangement eternal, so craz'd had he been after Susan?nah Peach.
I was only sixteen, upon your wedding day, I stood outside the churchyard, and cried.
And now I'm working for the man, who carried you away, And ev'ry day I see you by his side.
Sometimes you're smiling,— sometimes you ain't, Most times you never look my way,— I'm still as a Mill-Pond, I'm as patient as a Saint,Designer Handbags, Wond'ring if there's things you'd like to say.
Oh, are you day-dreaming of me,
Do you tuck me in at Night,
When he's fast asleep beside you,