| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: gentle face remained turned toward the meadow. Once more Balaam
fired his pistol, and this time the aim was true, and the horse
rolled over, with a ball through his brain. It was the best
reward that remained for him.
Then Balaam rejoined the old mare, and turned from the middle
fork of Sunk Creek. He dashed across the wide field, and went
over a ridge, and found his way along in the night till he came
to the old trail--the road which they would never have left but
for him and his obstinacy. He unsaddled the weary mare by Sunk
Creek, where the canyon begins, letting her drag a rope and find
pasture and water, while he, lighting no fire to betray him,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Edition of The Ambassadors by Henry James: view; only she luckily came at the last minute as a contradiction
of Sarah. The occupant of the balcony was after all quite another
person, a person presented, on a second look, by a charming back
and a slight shift of her position, as beautiful brilliant
unconscious Mamie--Mamie alone at home, Mamie passing her time in
her own innocent way, Mamie in short rather shabbily used, but
Mamie absorbed interested and interesting. With her arms on the
balustrade and her attention dropped to the street she allowed
Strether to watch her, to consider several things, without her
turning round.
But the oddity was that when he HAD so watched and considered he
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle: have one take him to be."
"Pah!" quoth Robin Hood, "the sight of such a fellow doth put
a nasty taste into my mouth! Look how he doth hold that fair
flower betwixt his thumb and finger, as he would say, `Good rose,
I like thee not so ill but I can bear thy odor for a little while.'
I take it ye are both wrong, and verily believe that were
a furious mouse to run across his path, he would cry,
`La!' or `Alack-a-day!' and fall straightway into a swoon.
I wonder who he may be."
"Some great baron's son, I doubt not," answered Little John,
"with good and true men's money lining his purse."
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