| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: have to take shares. They would not have to pay for them. And then they
would get some big man in London to take shares. He need not pay for them;
they would give them to him; and then the company would be floated. No one
would have to pay anything; it was just the name--"The Peter Halket Gold
Mining Company, Limited." It would float in London; and people there who
didn't know the country would buy the shares; THEY would have to give ready
money for them, of course; perhaps fifteen pounds a share when they were
up!--Peter Halket's eyes blinked as he looked into the fire.--And then,
when the market was up, he, Peter Halket, would sell out all his shares.
If he gave himself only six thousand and sold them each for ten pounds,
then he, Peter Halket, would have sixty thousand pounds! And then he would
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Awakening & Selected Short Stories by Kate Chopin: cook. Once she went to her room and studied the cookbook during an
entire evening, finally writing out a menu for the week, which left
her harassed with a feeling that, after all, she had accomplished
no good that was worth the name.
But that evening Edna finished her dinner alone, with forced
deliberation. Her face was flushed and her eyes flamed with some
inward fire that lighted them. After finishing her dinner she went
to her room, having instructed the boy to tell any other callers
that she was indisposed.
It was a large, beautiful room, rich and picturesque in
the soft, dim light which the maid had turned low. She went
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: But they said tha'd told Fred Hodgkisson."
"As if I would tell him such stuff!"
"Ha!" assented the miner.
But he was disappointed nevertheless.
"It's true he has got the first prize," said Mrs. Morel.
The miner sat heavily in his chair.
"Has he, beguy!" he exclaimed.
He stared across the room fixedly.
"But as for fifty pounds--such nonsense!" She was silent awhile.
"Major Moreton bought it for twenty guineas, that's true."
"Twenty guineas! Tha niver says!" exclaimed Morel.
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