The following text is printed in various places on the box for the physical edition of the novel.
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"I will tell you in three words what the book is.—It is a history.—A history! of who? what? where? when? Don't hurry yourself—It is a history-book, Sir (which may possibly recommend it to the world) of what passes in a man's own mind."
"I have often thought that there has rarely passed life of which a judicious and faithful narrative would not be useful."
"There is something noble in publishing truth, though it condemns one's self."
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From B.S. JOHNSON
CITY beat United 1–0 at home yesterday, and only a farcical incident towards the end enlivened the tedium of the match. Phipps had a lucky match in the City goal.
Within the first ten minutes he dropped an easy centre but reached the ball just before two United forwards' feet hit it, he was badly caught out of position by a Thomson shot which landed just behind his bar, and then, after Holman had success- fully hunted for a way through the City defence, he watched Lomax stub the ball over the bar from no more than three yards out.
City seemed to believe that, surviving this, they could survive anything, and grad- ually came out of defence. Furse, after a run by Stevens, brought a fine save from Edson, and in the twenty-seventh minute had the ball in the United net only to be ruled offside.
WASTED CHANCES
But apart from these two chances, the waves of City's attacks broke on Mull, United's sweeper, the relent- less destructiveness of whose tackling claimed a casualty just before half-time when Wisdom went off with a suspected broken bone in his foot to give Beresford, the substitute, his first game for City.
Beresford, whose play was at least informed by en- thusiasm, stood out in the second half, and his tight control in the minimum of space brought a chance for Furse just on the hour which Edson only just kept out.
In the other goal Phipps' luck continued. Holman blasted a free kick over, Alexander hit the inter- section, and anything on target seemed bound to hit some part of the goalkeeper's body.
And then farce. Gordon hit a fierce shot, the ball struck Mull's outstretched foot and went over Edson into the goal.