| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Island Nights' Entertainments by Robert Louis Stevenson: choke, and seizing Keawe by the arm carried him into a room and
poured out wine in two glasses.
"Here is my respects," said Keawe, who had been much about with
Haoles in his time. "Yes," he added, "I am come to buy the bottle.
What is the price by now?"
At that word the young man let his glass slip through his fingers,
and looked upon Keawe like a ghost.
"The price," says he; "the price! You do not know the price?"
"It is for that I am asking you," returned Keawe. "But why are you
so much concerned? Is there anything wrong about the price?"
"It has dropped a great deal in value since your time, Mr. Keawe,"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James: I can't explain it. They think I have obligations, and that I
have encouraged him."
Felix smiled at her, as if she had been telling him an amusing story
about some one else. "I can't tell you how this interests me," he said.
"Now you don't recognize these reasons--these obligations?"
"I am not sure; it is not easy." And she picked up her parasol
and turned away, as if to descend the slope.
"Tell me this," Felix went on, going with her: "are you likely to give in--
to let them persuade you?"
Gertrude looked at him with the serious face that she had
constantly worn, in opposition to his almost eager smile.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen: who will perhaps inherit as considerable a landed property
as any private man in the county, has his profession."
The imposing effect of this last argument was
equal to his wishes. The silence of the lady proved
it to be unanswerable.
Something had been said the evening before of her
being shown over the house, and he now offered himself
as her conductor; and though Catherine had hoped to explore
it accompanied only by his daughter, it was a proposal
of too much happiness in itself, under any circumstances,
not to be gladly accepted; for she had been already
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