J. D. Beresford

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J. D. Beresford Nineteen Impressions — The Escape (1918)

The immense convexity of the earth was flattening again, and the vast bulk of it no longer filled the universe. The sun and moon seemed to be drawing apart, and the moon was no longer full; an irregular clipping had gone from its upper edge as if a piece of it had been jagged away by titanic pliers. The earth, itself, was in its last quarter, a gigantic crescent stretching across two-thirds of the arc of the heavens
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J. D. Beresford Nineteen Impressions — The Escape (1918)

He had visualised it quite distinctly as an enormously active beetle that traversed complicated figures with a horrid vivacity. If only he could have held it still, for one moment. ... And, now, he had it. It was no longer a beetle—although the resemblance was quite obvious but a plain line of black sans-serif capitals—BESET.
He knew that he was in for another attack of influenza. That knowledge was the latest ally to join the beleaguering forces. Some men in Albert Higgs's position might have raised the siege, have laid down their arms and weakly submitted to the inevitable.
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