| The first excerpt represents the element of Air. It speaks of mental influences and the process of thought, and is drawn from Dust by Mr. And Mrs. Haldeman-Julius: away from the traces just when he seemed most thoroughly broken
to the harness.
It was ten o'clock before he got his pony out of the livery barn
and started for home. Even on the way, he refused to imagine what
would happen. He entered the house quietly, as though to tell his
father that it was his next move, and setting his bundle of books
on a chair, he glanced at his mother. She was at the stove, where
an armful of kindling had been set off to take the chill out of
the house. She looked at him mysteriously, as though he were a
ghost of some lost one who had strayed in from a graveyard, but
she said nothing. Bill did not even nod to her. He fumbled with
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The second excerpt represents the element of Fire. It speaks of emotional influences and base passions, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: soul the protecting shadows of the tenement, and that every impulse
bade her cling there, flattened against the wall, until she could
make her escape. She was afraid now; she shrank from the next step.
It wasn't illogical. She had set out with a purpose in view, and
she had not been blind to the danger that she ran, but the
prospective and mental encounter with danger did not hold the terror
that the tangible, concrete and actual presence of that peril did
- and that was Danglar there.
She felt her face whiten, and she felt the tremor of her lips,
tightly as they were drawn together. Yes, she was afraid, afraid
in every fiber of her being, but there was a difference, wasn't
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