The Tower of Babbage
Copyright 2012, PoMoCo
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"We may never know precisely what brought Charles Babbage to the jungles of Mexico, why he chose to make the journey into the foreboding Lacandon, why he sought out the ruins of the ancient Mayan people. All we can definitively say is that he travelled from ruin to ruin with a retinue of engineers and craftsmen, examining the remains of ancient clockwork and taking measurements."
Carvel White looked out of place but at ease in his dark single-breasted morning coat, matching black waistcoat, and striped trousers against the backdrop of the tropical stone ruins. He may have been miserably hot in the heavy hanging tweed, but it had become a point of professional pride to the master thespian to avoid complaint. His voice projected the dignity of age but none of its frailties as it echoed across the ancient limestone.