| The third excerpt represents the element of Water. It speaks of pure spiritual influences and feelings of love, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: confined space.
"Stop the cab. Stop him I tell you. Let me get out!" were the
strangled exclamations she heard. Why? What for? To do what? He
would hear nothing. She cried to him "Papa! Papa! What do you
want to do?" And all she got from him was: "Stop. I must get out.
I want to think. I must get out to think."
It was a mercy that he didn't attempt to open the door at once. He
only stuck his head and shoulders out of the window crying to the
cabman. She saw the consequences, the cab stopping, a crowd
collecting around a raving old gentleman . . . In this terrible
business of being a woman so full of fine shades, of delicate
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The fourth excerpt represents the element of Earth. It speaks of physical influences and the impact of the unseen on the visible world, and is drawn from The Professor by Charlotte Bronte: "she is some stiff old maid; for though the daughter of Madame
Reuter, she may well number upwards of forty winters; besides, if
it were otherwise, if she be both young and pretty, I am not
handsome, and no dressing can make me so, therefore I'll go as I
am." And off I started, cursorily glancing sideways as I passed
the toilet-table, surmounted by a looking-glass: a thin
irregular face I saw, with sunk, dark eyes under a large, square
forehead, complexion destitute of bloom or attraction; something
young, but not youthful, no object to win a lady's love, no butt
for the shafts of Cupid.
I was soon at the entrance of the pensionnat, in a moment I had
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