| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola: grew anxious about them and asked to see them. Labordette called
her a goose and besought her to be silent.
"And Bordenave?" asked Fauchery.
"Oh, you may imagine how miserable I am," cried Nana; "he won't be
able to join us."
"Yes," said Rose Mignon, "his foot caught in a trap door, and he's
got a fearful sprain. If only you could hear him swearing, with his
leg tied up and laid out on a chair!"
Thereupon everybody mourned over Bordenave's absence. No one ever
gave a good supper without Bordenave. Ah well, they would try and
do without him, and they were already talking about other matters
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen: Isabella showed no inclination. She was so amazingly tired,
and it was so odious to parade about the pump-room;
and if she moved from her seat she should miss her sisters;
she was expecting her sisters every moment; so that her dearest
Catherine must excuse her, and must sit quietly down again.
But Catherine could be stubborn too; and Mrs. Allen just
then coming up to propose their returning home, she joined
her and walked out of the pump-room, leaving Isabella
still sitting with Captain Tilney. With much uneasiness
did she thus leave them. It seemed to her that Captain
Tilney was falling in love with Isabella, and Isabella
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Goodness of St. Rocque and Other Stories by Alice Dunbar: the ship.
Finnegan, the leader, who had held up his hand for silence,
uttered an oath.
"Scabs! Men, come on!"
There was no need for a further invitation. The men rose in
sullen wrath and went down the levee, the crowd gathering in
numbers as it passed along. Mr. Baptiste followed in its wake,
now and then sighing a mournful protest which was lost in the
roar of the men.
"Scabs!" Finnegan had said; and the word was passed along, until
it seemed that the half of the second District knew and had risen
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