| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Amy Foster by Joseph Conrad: other leg, uttered wild and exulting cries, jumped up
to whirl on one foot, snapping his fingers above his
head--and a strange carter who was having a drink
in there began to swear, and cleared out with his
half-pint in his hand into the bar. But when sud-
denly he sprang upon a table and continued to
dance among the glasses, the landlord interfered.
He didn't want any 'acrobat tricks in the tap-
room.' They laid their hands on him. Having
had a glass or two, Mr. Swaffer's foreigner tried
to expostulate: was ejected forcibly: got a black
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: "anything" happened the better. The less she lived, in fact, the
better. These realizations rushed into Ann Veronica's mind and
hardened her heart against him. She spoke slowly. "I may not
see the Widgetts for some little time, father," she said. "I
don't think I shall."
"Some little tiff?"
"No; but I don't think I shall see them."
Suppose she were to add, "I am going away!"
"I'm glad to hear you say it," said Mr. Stanley, and was so
evidently pleased that Ann Veronica's heart smote her.
"I am very glad to hear you say it," he repeated, and refrained
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Aspern Papers by Henry James: At last I took my way home again, slowly getting all but
inextricably lost, as I did whenever I went out in Venice:
so that it was considerably past midnight when I reached my door.
The sala, upstairs, was as dark as usual and my lamp as I crossed
it found nothing satisfactory to show me. I was disappointed,
for I had notified Miss Tita that I would come back for a report,
and I thought she might have left a light there as a sign.
The door of the ladies' apartment was closed; which seemed an intimation
that my faltering friend had gone to bed, tired of waiting for me.
I stood in the middle of the place, considering, hoping she would
hear me and perhaps peep out, saying to myself too that she would
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