| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Crisis in Russia by Arthur Ransome: 134). Larin, who was very tired after the journey and
patently conscious that Radek was a formidable opponent,
made a speech setting out his reasons for differing with the
Central Committee, and proposed an ingenious resolution,
which, while expressing approval of the general position of
the Committee, included four supplementary modifications
which, as a matter of fact, nullified that position altogether.
It was then about ten at night, and the Conference
adjourned. We drove round to the prison in sledges,
and by way of supper had some more soup and potatoes,
and so back to the railway station to sleep in the cars.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: "A little pit!" said Ann Veronica; "a little prison!"
"It's just as often a little refuge. Anyhow, that is how things
are."
"And the man stands as the master at the mouth of the den."
"As sentinel. You forget all the mass of training and tradition
and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master. Nature is a
mother; her sympathies have always been feminist, and she has
tempered the man to the shorn woman."
"I wish," said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, "that you could
know what it is to live in a pit!"
She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Baby Mine by Margaret Mayo: "You'll think I'm all right again," shouted Jimmy, trying to get
free from the officer, "before I've finished telling all I----"
"That won't help any," interrupted the officer firmly, and with
another twist of Jimmy's badly wilted collar he turned to Alfred
with his most civil manner, "What shall I do with him, sir?"
"I don't know," said Alfred, convinced that his friend was a fit
subject for a straight jacket. "This is horrible."
"It's absurd," cried Zoie, on the verge of hysterics, and in
utter despair of ever disentangling the present complication
without ultimately losing Alfred, "you're all absurd," she cried
wildly.
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