| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Sportsman by Xenophon: above described. They should be forty-five threaded in three strands,
each strand consisting of fifteen threads. The height from the upper
rim[4] (i.e. from top to bottom) should be ten meshes, and the depth
of the nooses or pockets one elbow-length (say fifteen inches).[5] The
ropes running round the net should be half as thick again as the cords
of the net; and at the extremities[6] they should be fitted with
rings, and should be inserted (in and out) under the nooses, with the
end passing out through the rings. Fifteen nets will be sufficient.[7]
[3] i.e. "of Phasian or Cathaginian fine flax."
[4] {tou koruphaiou}.
[5] {pugon}. The distance from the elbow to the first joint of the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie: doubled back again. When Julius came bursting up in his car, I
felt it wasn't part of Mr. Brown's plan--and that there would
probably be trouble. Unless Sir James was actually caught in the
act, so to speak, I knew Mr. Carter would never believe it of him
on my bare word----"
"I didn't," interposed Mr. Carter ruefully.
"That's why I sent the girls off to Sir James. I was sure they'd
fetch up at the house in Soho sooner or later. I threatened
Julius with the revolver, because I wanted Tuppence to repeat
that to Sir James, so that he wouldn't worry about us. The moment
the girls were out of sight I told Julius to drive like hell for
Secret Adversary |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: writing a letter, using a bit of board placed on his knees as a desk.
He looked up, and asked me how I had got on with Dingaan, not being
sorry, as I think, of an excuse to pause in his clerical labours.
"Listen, commandant," I said, and, speaking in a low voice, so as not to
be overheard, I told him every word that had passed in the interviews I
had just had with Dingaan, with Thomas Halstead, and with Pereira.
He heard me out in silence, then said:
"This is a strange and ugly story, Allan, and if it is true, Pereira
must be an even bigger scoundrel than I thought him. But I can't
believe that it is true. I think that Dingaan has been lying to you for
his own purposes; I mean about the plot to kill you."
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