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Today's Stichomancy for Will Smith

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Emma McChesney & Co. by Edna Ferber:

Buck grabbed his hat.

"I'm going to wire Jock."

"All right! That'll save me fifty cents. Do you know what he'll wire back? `Go to it. Get the tango on its native tairn'--or words to that effect."

"Emma, use a little logic and common sense!"

There was a note in Buck's voice that brought a quick response from Mrs. McChesney. She dropped her little air of gayety. The pain in his voice, and the hurt in his eyes, and the pleading in his whole attitude banished the smile from her face. It had not been much of a smile, anyway. T. A. knew her genuine smiles well


Emma McChesney & Co.
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris:

Trina's clothes were hanging there--skirts and waists, jackets, and stiff white petticoats. What a vision! For an instant McTeague caught his breath, spellbound. If he had suddenly discovered Trina herself there, smiling at him, holding out her hands, he could hardly have been more overcome. Instantly he recognized the black dress she had worn on that famous first day. There it was, the little jacket she had carried over her arm the day he had terrified her with his blundering declaration, and still others, and others--a whole group of Trinas faced him there. He went farther into the closet, touching the clothes gingerly,


McTeague
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Modeste Mignon by Honore de Balzac:

Swedish sailor, and whose mother was dead.

"I have no one in the world but you," he answered with a troubled voice; "and your compassion is so much a part of your religion that I can never lose it--and I will never deserve to lose it."

This answer struck the sensitive chord of true delicacy in the minds of all present.

"We love you, Monsieur Butscha," said Madame Mignon, with much feeling in her voice.

"I've six hundred thousand francs of my own, this day," cried Dumay, "and you shall be a notary and the successor of Latournelle."

The American wife took the hand of the poor hunchback and pressed it.


Modeste Mignon