| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard: change your mind I will go alone. Only then, I think, we had better bid
each other good-bye, since I love not friends who change their minds
when the assegais begin to shake."
Now, whether Saduko spoke thus by design I do not know. Certainly,
however, he could have found no better way to ensure my companionship
for what it was worth, since, although I had made no actual promise in
this case, I have always prided myself on keeping even a half-bargain
with a native.
"I will go with you," I said quietly, "and I hope that, when it comes to
the pinch, your spear will be as sharp as your tongue, Saduko. Only do
not speak to me again like that, lest we should quarrel."
Child of Storm |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: 'em in the upper pasture nigh the Devil's Hop Yard in an awful
shape. Haff on 'em's clean gone, an' nigh haff o' them that's
left is sucked most dry o' blood, with sores on 'em like they's
ben on Whateleys cattle ever senct Lavinny's black brat was born.
Seth hes gone aout naow to look at 'em, though I'll vaow he won't
keer ter git very nigh Wizard Whateley's! Cha'ncey didn't look
keerful ter see whar the big matted-daown swath led arter it leff
the pasturage, but he says he thinks it p'inted towards the glen
rud to the village.
'I tell ye, Mis' Corey, they's suthin' abroad
as hadn't orter be abroad, an' I for one think that black Wilbur
The Dunwich Horror |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling: me alone. She thinks I'm delicate. She has grown infirm in her
understanding, you know. Mad - quite mad, poor Cissie!'
'Really mad?' said Una. 'Or just silly?'
'Crazy, I should say - from the things she does. Her devotion to
me is terribly embarrassing. You know I have all the keys of the
Hall except the brewery and the tenants' kitchen. I give out all
stores and the linen and plate.'
'How jolly! I love store-rooms and giving out things.'
Ah, it's a great responsibility, you'll find, when you come to
my age. Last year Dad said I was fatiguing myself with my duties,
and he actually wanted me to give up the keys to old Amoore, our
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