| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: with mingled feelings of triumph and alarm--triumph because he
had succeeded in arresting that prodigy of speech, and alarm lest
(by any accident) it should begin again. Even the shower, which
presently overtook and passed them, was endured by both in
silence; and it was still in silence that they drove at length
into Southampton.
Dusk had fallen; the shop windows glimmered forth into the
streets of the old seaport; in private houses lights were kindled
for the evening meal; and Mr Finsbury began to think complacently
of his night's lodging. He put his papers by, cleared his throat,
and looked doubtfully at Mr Chandler.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan: and the fewer we praise the better.
ROWLEY. What do YOU say so, Sir Peter--who were never mistaken
in your Life?
SIR PETER. Pshaw--Plague on you both--I see by your sneering
you have heard--the whole affair--I shall go mad among you!
ROWLEY. Then to fret you no longer Sir Peter--we are indeed
acquainted with it all--I met Lady Teazle coming from Mr. Surface's so
humbled, that she deigned to request ME to be her advocate with you--
SIR PETER. And does Sir Oliver know all too?
SIR OLIVER. Every circumstance!
SIR PETER. What of the closet and the screen--hey[?]
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Beast in the Jungle by Henry James: become suddenly, from her movement and attitude, beautiful and
vivid to him that she had something more to give him; her wasted
face delicately shone with it--it glittered almost as with the
white lustre of silver in her expression. She was right,
incontestably, for what he saw in her face was the truth, and
strangely, without consequence, while their talk of it as dreadful
was still in the air, she appeared to present it as inordinately
soft. This, prompting bewilderment, made him but gape the more
gratefully for her revelation, so that they continued for some
minutes silent, her face shining at him, her contact imponderably
pressing, and his stare all kind but all expectant. The end, none
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