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Today's Stichomancy for Margaret Thatcher

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Glimpses of the Moon by Edith Wharton:

wind stirring in her thin laces. Through her closed eyelids and the tightly-clenched fingers pressed against them, she felt the penetration of the growing light, the relentless advance of another day--a day without purpose and without meaning--a day without Nick. At length she dropped her hands, and staring from dry lids saw a rim of fire above the roofs across the Grand Canal. She sprang up, ran back into her room, and dragging the heavy curtains shut across the windows, stumbled over in the darkness to the lounge and fell among its pillows-face downward--groping, delving for a deeper night ....

She started up, stiff and aching, to see a golden wedge of sun

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott:

to-morrow."

"If Sir Duncan be soon expected, my Lord," said one of the intercessors, "it would be a pity to anticipate matters with this poor man."

"Besides that," said another, "your lordship--I speak with reverence--should, at least, consult the Knight of Ardenvohr's letter, and learn the terms on which this Major Dalgetty, as he calls himself, has been sent hither by him."

They closed around the Marquis, and conversed together in a low tone, both in Gaelic and English. The patriarchal power of the Chiefs was very great, and that of the Marquis of Argyle, armed

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Polly of the Circus by Margaret Mayo:

Mandy waited until the children had disappeared over the hill, then began bustling about looking for the step-ladder which Hasty had left under the vines of the porch. It had been a busy day at the parsonage. A social always meant perturbation for Mandy. She called sharply to Hasty, as he came down the path which made a short cut to the village:

"So's you'se back, is you?" she asked, sarcastically.

"Sure, I'se back," answered Hasty, good- naturedly, as he sank upon an empty box that had held some things for the social, and pretended to wipe the perspiration from his forehead.

"Masse John done send you to de post office two hours ago," said