| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: the laurel. "You're on all men's lips and, what's better, on all
women's. And I've just been reading your book."
"Just? You hadn't read it this afternoon," said Overt.
"How do you know that?"
"I think you should know how I know it," the young man laughed.
"I suppose Miss Fancourt told you."
"No indeed - she led me rather to suppose you had."
"Yes - that's much more what she'd do. Doesn't she shed a rosy
glow over life? But you didn't believe her?" asked St. George.
"No, not when you came to us there."
"Did I pretend? did I pretend badly?" But without waiting for an
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Jolly Corner by Henry James: creature more subtle, yet at bay perhaps more formidable, than any
beast of the forest. The terms, the comparisons, the very
practices of the chase positively came again into play; there were
even moments when passages of his occasional experience as a
sportsman, stirred memories, from his younger time, of moor and
mountain and desert, revived for him - and to the increase of his
keenness - by the tremendous force of analogy. He found himself at
moments - once he had placed his single light on some mantel-shelf
or in some recess - stepping back into shelter or shade, effacing
himself behind a door or in an embrasure, as he had sought of old
the vantage of rock and tree; he found himself holding his breath
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Myths and Myth-Makers by John Fiske: contrary, very busy with the weather; they send rain, thunder,
and lightning; and they especially delight in rushing over the
housetops in a great gale of wind, led on by their chief, the
mysterious huntsman, Hermes or Odin.
It has been elsewhere shown that the howling dog, or
wish-hound of Hermes, whose appearance under the windows of a
sick person is such an alarming portent, is merely the tempest
personified. Throughout all Aryan mythology the souls of the
dead are supposed to ride on the night-wind, with their
howling dogs, gathering into their throng the souls of those
just dying as they pass by their houses.[73] Sometimes the
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