| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Night and Day by Virginia Woolf: "Katharine has come to see how one runs an office."
Ralph felt himself stiffen uncomfortably, as he said:
"I hope Mary hasn't persuaded you that she knows how to run an
office?"
"What, doesn't she?" said Katharine, looking from one to the other.
At these remarks Mrs. Seal began to exhibit signs of discomposure,
which displayed themselves by a tossing movement of her head, and, as
Ralph took a letter from his pocket, and placed his finger upon a
certain sentence, she forestalled him by exclaiming in confusion:
"Now, I know what you're going to say, Mr. Denham! But it was the day
Kit Markham was here, and she upsets one so--with her wonderful
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: Betty ran through a list of most of her acquaintances, but after each name her
brother shook his head.
"Oh, well, I don't care," she finally said. The color in her cheeks had
heightened noticeably.
"Very well. If you do not care, I will say nothing more," said Col. Zane.
At this juncture Annie called them to supper. Later, when Col. Zane sat on the
doorstep smoking, Betty came and sat beside him with her head resting against
his shoulder. The Colonel smoked on in silence. Presently the dusky head moved
restlessly.
"Eb, tell me the message," whispered Betty.
"Message? What message?" asked Col. Zone. "What are you talking about?"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson by Mark Twain: thinking it was a perfectly safe thing to promise. If I venture to
deliver her up, she--she--but how can I help myself? I've got to do
that or pay the money, and where's the money to come from? I--I--well,
I should think that if he would swear to treat her kindly hereafter--
and she says, herself, that he is a good man--and if he would
swear to never allow her to be overworked, or ill fed, or--"
A flash of lightning exposed Tom's pallid face, drawn and
rigid with these worrying thoughts. Roxana spoke up sharply now,
and there was apprehension in her voice.
"Turn up dat light! I want to see yo' face better. Dah now
--lemme look at you. Chambers, you's as white as yo' shirt!
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