Sometimes these patterns illusionistically swell into lumps or sink into pockets; occasionally, lines will suddenly stop in the middle of nowhere, skip a beat in unison, then move on, leaving a strip of unmarked space like a tear in the surface, with light showing through.

If they attack, we will revert to the bunker.

DRESSED in a pale blue, floor-length chuba, Paige Wilson silently mouthed a paragraph-long greeting, in Tibetan, that she was about to deliver to the Dalai Lama.

I grant thereto, she shall be well answered thereof; not allenarly of the same, but the double thereof, and make your memorial of all your desires, number and valour thereof, and ye shall not have alone the single, but the double thereof.