| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis: I bet I won't dare to go to a single dance all winter. If I cut
loose and danced the way I like to, they'd think I was a
perfect hellion--poor harmless me! Oh, I oughtn't to be
talking like this. Fern, you never could be cagey!"
"Don't be frightened, my dear! . . . Doesn't that
sound atrociously old and kind! I'm talking to you the way
Mrs. Westlake talks to me! That's having a husband and a
kitchen range, I suppose. But I feel young, and I want to
dance like a--like a hellion?--too. So I sympathize."
Fern made a sound of gratitude. Carol inquired, "What
experience did you have with college dramatics? I tried to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from In the South Seas by Robert Louis Stevenson: Catholic chapel concludes the town; and between, on a smooth floor
of white coral sand and under the breezy canopy of coco-palms, the
houses of the natives stand irregularly scattered, now close on the
lagoon for the sake of the breeze, now back under the palms for
love of shadow.
Not a soul was to be seen. But for the thunder of the surf on the
far side, it seemed you might have heard a pin drop anywhere about
that capital city. There was something thrilling in the unexpected
silence, something yet more so in the unexpected sound. Here
before us a sea reached to the horizon, rippling like an inland
mere; and behold! close at our back another sea assaulted with
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: confusion: boxes had been tumbled to and fro; the floor was
strewn with keys and other implements; and in the midst of
this disorder lay a lady's glove.
'I have come,' cried Somerset, 'to make an end of this.
Either you will instantly abandon all your schemes, or (cost
what it may) I will denounce you to the police.'
'Ah!' replied Zero, slowly shaking his head. 'You are too
late, dear fellow! I am already at the end of all my hopes,
and fallen to be a laughing-stock and mockery. My reading,'
he added, with a gentle despondency of manner, 'has not been
much among romances; yet I recall from one a phrase that
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