| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Ball at Sceaux by Honore de Balzac: from the Brazilian Legation, which will help to lift the cloud from
his brow. What do you think of him?"
"Well, your brother's face does not look to me like that of a man
busied with money matters."
The young attache shot a scrutinizing glance at the apparently calm
face of his partner.
"What!" he exclaimed, with a smile, "can young ladies read the
thoughts of love behind the silent brow?"
"Your brother is in love, then?" she asked, betrayed into a movement
of curiosity.
"Yes; my sister Clara, to whom he is as devoted as a mother, wrote to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: of the essential absurdity of an intelligent community living in
such makeshift homes. It strikes me now as the next thing to
wearing second-hand clothes.
You see it was a natural growth, part of that system to which
Bladesover, I hold, is the key. There are wide regions of
London, miles of streets of houses, that appear to have been
originally designed for prosperous-middle-class homes of the
early Victorian type. There must have been a perfect fury of
such building in the thirties, forties, and fifties. Street
after street must have been rushed into being, Campden Town way,
Pentonville way, Brompton way, West Kensington way in the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: quicker than sight, and a Colt revolver lay in his outstretched palm. He
dropped it back into the holster." Let that teach you never to draw on me
again." He doubled his huge fist and shoved it before Dene's eyes."One
blow would crack your skull like an egg-shell. Why don't I deal it?
Because, you mindless hell-hound, because there s a higher law than
man's--God's law--Thou shalt not kill! Understand that if you can. Leave
me and mine alone from this day. Now go!"
He pushed Dene down the path into the arms of his companions.
"Out with you!" said Dave Naab." Hurry! Get your horse. Hurry! I'm not
so particular about God as Dad is!"
III
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