| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Book of Remarkable Criminals by H. B. Irving: But Amenaide was in earnest. She accepted the suggestion and, to
the Baroness' surprise, insisted on taking the grocer as her
husband. Reluctantly the good lady gave her consent, and in 1855
Amenaide Brecourt became the wife of the grocer Gras.
A union, so hasty and ill-considered, was not likely to be of
long duration. With the help of the worthy Baroness the newly
married couple started a grocery business. But Amenaide was too
economical for her husband and mother-in-law. Quarrels ensued,
recriminations. In a spirit of unamiable prophecy husband and
wife foretold each other's future. "You will die in a hospital,"
said the wife. "You will land your carcase in prison," retorted
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson: seemed to suffer along with her.
All the time of our working at the boat, I remember only one
other thing: that I asked Alan, looking across at the shore, what
country it was; and he answered, it was the worst possible for
him, for it was a land of the Campbells.
We had one of the wounded men told off to keep a watch upon the
seas and cry us warning. Well, we had the boat about ready to be
launched, when this man sang out pretty shrill: "For God's sake,
hold on!" We knew by his tone that it was something more than
ordinary; and sure enough, there followed a sea so huge that it
lifted the brig right up and canted her over on her beam.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tristram Shandy by Laurence Sterne: in thyself, that, if I know thee rightly, thou would'st not wound an
insect, much less the honour of so gallant and worthy a soul as my master,
wast thou sure to be made a countess of--but thou hast been set on, and
deluded, dear Bridget, as is often a woman's case, 'to please others more
than themselves--'
Bridget's eyes poured down at the sensations the corporal excited.
--Tell me--tell me, then, my dear Bridget, continued the corporal, taking
hold of her hand, which hung down dead by her side,--and giving a second
kiss--whose suspicion has misled thee?
Bridget sobb'd a sob or two--then open'd her eyes--the corporal wiped 'em
with the bottom of her apron--she then open'd her heart and told him all.
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