| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pool in the Desert by Sara Jeanette Duncan: pals too, but the terms were different.
People discussed it according to their lights, and girls said in
pretty wonderment that Mrs. Harbottle and Mrs. Chichele were like
men, they never kissed each other. I think Judy prescribed these
conditions. Anna was far more a person who did as the world told
her. But it was a poor negation to describe all that they never
did; there was no common little convention of attachment that did
not seem to be tacitly omitted between them. I hope one did not too
cynically observe that they offered these to their husbands instead;
the redeeming observation was their husbands' complete satisfaction.
This they maintained to the end. In the natural order of things
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: "Git a move on, Bill," called this fellow; and he took a hasty
glance backward. A stamp of hoofs came from outside. Of course
the robbers had horses waiting. The one called Bill strode
across the room, and with brutal, careless haste began to prod
the two men with his weapon and to search them. The robber in
the doorway called "Rustle!" and disappeared.
Duane wondered where the innkeeper was, and Colonel Longstreth
and the other two passengers. The bearded robber quickly got
through with his searching, and from his growls Duane gathered
he had not been well remunerated. Then he wheeled once more.
Duane had not moved a muscle, stood perfectly calm with his
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: knowledge; he was conscious only of moral ideas. Looking backward,
he saw the plain, which for several miles past had been without
vegetation, stretching back away to Disscourn. So regular had been
the ascent, and so great was the distance, that the huge pyramid
looked nothing more than a slight swelling on the. face of the earth.
Spadevil stopped, and gazed over the landscape in silence. In the
evening sunlight his form looked more dense, dark, and real than ever
before. His features were set hard in grimness.
He turned around to his companions. "What is the greatest wonder, in
all this wonderful scene?" he demanded.
"Acquaint us," said Maskull.
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