| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Ivanhoe by Walter Scott: who could be appalled by no danger when such
rewards were in view. Yet so strict were the laws
of their society, that no one ventured to appropriate
any part of the booty, which was brought into
one common mass, to be at the disposal of their
leader.
The place of rendezvous was an aged oak; not
however the same to which Locksley had conducted
Gurth and Wamba in the earlier part of the
story, but one which was the centre of a silvan
amphitheatre, within half a mile of the demolished
Ivanhoe |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard: the moustache and -- nothing more.
'I am, messieurs, a cook, and I was born at Marseilles. In that
dear town I spent my happy youth. For years and years I washed
the dishes at the Hotel Continental. Ah, those were golden days!'
and he sighed. 'I am a Frenchman. Need I say, messieurs, that
I admire beauty? Nay, I adore the fair. Messieurs, we admire
all the roses in a garden, but we pluck one. I plucked one,
and alas, messieurs, it pricked my finger. She was a chambermaid,
her name Annette, her figure ravishing, her face an angel's,
her heart -- alas, messieurs, that I should have to own it! --
black and slippery as a patent leather boot. I loved to desperation,
Allan Quatermain |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: found himself standing in the sunlight and not far from the
seashore. The queen led the way towards the shore, when suddenly
a great number of black dogs came running towards them, barking
and snapping, and showing their teeth as though they would tear
the two in pieces. But the queen drew from her bosom a whip with
a steel-pointed lash, and as the dogs came springing towards them
she laid about her right and left, till the skin flew and the
blood ran, and the dogs leaped away howling and yelping.
At the edge of the water was a great stone mill, and the queen
pointed towards it and bade the prince turn it. Strong as he was,
it was as much as he could do to work it; but grind it he did,
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