| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie: aim and fired.
"Have you hit him?" cried Tuppence eagerly.
"Sure," replied Julius. "He isn't killed, though. Skunks like
that take a lot of killing. Are you all right, Tuppence?"
"Of course I am. Where's Tommy? And who's this?" She indicated
the shivering Kramenin.
"Tommy's making tracks for the Argentine. I guess he thought
you'd turned up your toes. Steady through the gate, George!
That's right. It'll take 'em at least five minutes to get busy
after us. They'll use the telephone, I guess, so look out for
snares ahead--and don't take the direct route. Who's this, did
Secret Adversary |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Whirligigs by O. Henry: then drew a pocket mirror from a pigeon-hole in his desk,
and looked at his reflection carefully. Then he went over to
the desk of Boyd, his assistant (he usually called Boyd when
he wanted him), and laid the cablegram before him.
"It's from Calloway," he said. "See what you make
of it."
The message was dated at Wi-ju, and these were the
words of it:
Foregone preconcerted rash witching goes muffled
rumour mine dark silent unfortunate richmond existing
great hotly brute select mooted parlous beggars ye angel
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson: of Heaven, he could serve both her and Emilia, was it not his
duty? What if it should prove that he was right in loving them
both, and had only erred when he cursed himself for tampering
with their destinies? Perhaps, after all, the Divine Love had
been guiding him, and at some appointed signal all these
complications were to be cleared, and he and his various loves
were somehow to be ingeniously provided for, and all be made
happy ever after.
He really grew quite tender and devout over these meditations.
Phil was not a conceited fellow, by any means, but he had been
so often told by women that their love for him had been a
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