1. Pick up the nearest book of 123 (or more) pages.
Jullie hebben geluk (of pech, hangt er maar vanaf hoe je het bekijkt), want het dichtsbijzijnde boek was een gidsje over Keulen. Aangezien dit gidsje echter niet verder kwam dan op de kop af 120 pagina’s, mogen jullie genieten van enkele zinnen uit “The Age of Innocence” van Edith Wharton. Het boek dat ik momenteel (aan een zeer traag tempo, want mijn tijd op de trein besteed ik momenteel aan Russisch en Japans) aan het lezen ben.
2. Open the book to page 123 and find the 5th sentence.
Gevonden! Afgaande op de handelswijze van vorige ontvangers van dit stokje, is het de bedoeling dat ik de gevonden zin nu citeer: “Once or twice, in the mountains, Archer had pointed southward and said: ‘There’s Italy’; and May, her feet in a gentian-bed, had smiled cheerfully, and replied: ‘It would be lovely to go there next winter, if only you didn’t have to be in New York.’
3. Post the next 3 sentences.
But in reality travelling interested her even less than he had expected. She regarded it (once her clothes were ordered) as merely an enlarged opportunity for walking, riding, swimming, and trying her hand at the facinating new game of lawn-tennis; and when they finally got back to London (where they were to spend a fortnight whil he ordered his clothes) she no longer concealed the eagerness with which she looked forward to sailing.
In London nothing interested her but the theatres and the shops; and she found the theatres less exciting than the Paris cafés chantants where, under the blossoming horse-chestnuts of the Champs Élysées, she had had the novel experience of looking down from the restaurant terrace on an audience of cocottes, and having her husband interpret to her as much of the songs as he thought suitable for bridal ears.
Archer had reverted to all his old inherited ideas about marriage.
Hehe, een hele boterham.