| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: our adventurers to a deaf carpenter, a man rich in cottages of
the required description, and unaffectedly eager to supply their
wants. The second place they visited, standing, as it did, about
a mile and a half from any neighbours, caused them to exchange a
glance of hope. On a nearer view, the place was not without
depressing features. It stood in a marshy-looking hollow of a
heath; tall trees obscured its windows; the thatch visibly rotted
on the rafters; and the walls were stained with splashes of
unwholesome green. The rooms were small, the ceilings low, the
furniture merely nominal; a strange chill and a haunting smell of
damp pervaded the kitchen; and the bedroom boasted only of one
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Emma by Jane Austen: he was looking on unconcerned; Jane was asked by somebody else,
and he was still talking to Mrs. Cole.
Emma had no longer an alarm for Henry; his interest was yet safe;
and she led off the dance with genuine spirit and enjoyment.
Not more than five couple could be mustered; but the rarity and the
suddenness of it made it very delightful, and she found herself well
matched in a partner. They were a couple worth looking at.
Two dances, unfortunately, were all that could be allowed.
It was growing late, and Miss Bates became anxious to get home,
on her mother's account. After some attempts, therefore, to be
permitted to begin again, they were obliged to thank Mrs. Weston,
Emma |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Bronte Sisters: It is very true that the three elder gentlemen have proved
themselves much keener sportsmen than the two younger ones; for
both Lord Lowborough and Arthur Huntingdon have of late almost
daily neglected the shooting excursions to accompany us in our
various rides and rambles. But these merry times are fast drawing
to a close. In less than a fortnight the party break up, much to
my sorrow, for every day I enjoy it more and more - now that
Messrs. Boarham and Wilmot have ceased to tease me, and my aunt has
ceased to lecture me, and I have ceased to be jealous of Annabella
- and even to dislike her - and now that Mr. Huntingdon is become
my Arthur, and I may enjoy his society without restraint. What
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall |
