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Today's Stichomancy for Steve McQueen

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson:

done he began to whistle a Jacobite air. It was the air made in mockery of General Cope's defeat at Preston Pans:

"Hey, Johnnie Cope, are ye waukin' yet? And are your drums a-beatin' yet?"

And it came in my mind that Alan, on the day of that battle, had been engaged upon the royal side.

"Why do ye take that air, Mr. Stewart?" said I. "Is that to remind me you have been beaten on both sides?"

The air stopped on Alan's lips. "David!" said he.

"But it's time these manners ceased," I continued; "and I mean you shall henceforth speak civilly of my King and my good friends


Kidnapped
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry:

ing of a panhandler.

The young man sprang to his feet. "Hello, Bink, old boy! be shouted. "Don't tell me you were go- ing to pass our table. Join us -- unless you've an- other crowd on hand."

"Don't mind, old chap," said Binkley, of the fish- stall. "You know how I like to butt up against the fine arts. Mr. Vandyke -- Mr. Madder -- er -- Miss Martin, one of the elect also in art -- er -- "

The introduction went around. There were also Miss Elise and Miss 'Toinette. Perhaps they were


The Voice of the City
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Amazing Interlude by Mary Roberts Rinehart:

little house.

Henri thrust it into his pocket without reading it.

"Everything is prepared," he said. "It is the British Admiralty boat, and one of the officers has offered his cabin. You will be quite comfortable."

He appeared entirely calm. He saw to carrying Sara Lee's small bag on board; he chatted with the officers; he even wandered over to a hospital ship moored near by and exchanged civilities with a wounded man in a chair on the deck. Perhaps he swaggered a bit too much, for Jean watched him with some anxiety. He saw that the boy was taking it hard. His eyes were very sunken now, and he moved his right arm stiffly, as