| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: She glanced up at me, and she did not stop. She did not stop!
She went on whistling softly, a bit tremulously. And straightway
I forgot the street, the chance of passers-by, the voices in the
house behind us. "The world doesn't hold any one but you," I
said reverently. "It is our world, sweetheart. I love you."
And I kissed her.
A boy was whistling on the pavement below. I let her go reluctantly
and sat back where I could see her.
"I haven't done this the way I intended to at all," I confessed.
"In books they get things all settled, and then kiss the lady."
"Settled?" she inquired.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: up them meadows. They've been a-sayin' that since '74; and I've been
a-sayin' it myself, when judicious." Here he shook slightly and opened
the basket. "Twelve," he said. "Sixteen yesterday. Now you go along
and turn in the first right-hand turn, and I'll be up with you soon.
Maybe you might make room for the trout." Room for him as well, they
assured him; they were in luck to find him, they explained. "Well, I
guess I'll trust my neck with you," he said to Bertie, the skillful
driver; "'tain't five minutes' risk." The buggy leaned, and its springs
bent as he climbed in, wedging his mature bulk between their slim
shapes. The gelding looked round the shaft at them. "Protestin', are
you?" he said to it. "These light-weight stoodents spile you!" So the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Arrow of Gold by Joseph Conrad: Her rigidity vanished like a flake of snow in the sunshine. "Oh!
Azzolati. It was a most solemn affair. It had occurred to me to
make a very elaborate toilet. It was most successful. Azzolati
looked positively scared for a moment as though he had got into the
wrong suite of rooms. He had never before seen me en toilette, you
understand. In the old days once out of my riding habit I would
never dress. I draped myself, you remember, Monsieur Mills. To go
about like that suited my indolence, my longing to feel free in my
body, as at that time when I used to herd goats. . . But never
mind. My aim was to impress Azzolati. I wanted to talk to him
seriously."
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