| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: You don't want to see the opera any more than I do, and now
you're jealous because to-morrow I shall sit down to dinner
comfortably while you are trying to remember which of the
sandwiches have mustard, and praying that the lights won't go up
till your mouth's empty."
To the consternation of the assistants in the library, Berry
covered his face with his hands.
"He thinks it decent to revile me," he said weakly. "Where is my
wife, my helpmeet?"
But Daphne had already retired. As I left the shop, an American
lady approached Berry and told him the way to the English
The Brother of Daphne |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot: apparently to prevent the roasting from proceeding too rapidly
during the owner's absence. The old staring simpleton had hot meat
for his supper, then? thought Dunstan. People had always said he
lived on mouldy bread, on purpose to check his appetite. But where
could he be at this time, and on such an evening, leaving his supper
in this stage of preparation, and his door unfastened? Dunstan's
own recent difficulty in making his way suggested to him that the
weaver had perhaps gone outside his cottage to fetch in fuel, or for
some such brief purpose, and had slipped into the Stone-pit. That
was an interesting idea to Dunstan, carrying consequences of entire
novelty. If the weaver was dead, who had a right to his money? Who
Silas Marner |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tom Grogan by F. Hopkinson Smith: couple of scabs from Hoboken to"--
"What else do we git?" said Tom, in a quick, imperious tone,
ignoring the digression. She had moved a step closer.
Crimmins looked slyly up into her eyes. Until this moment he had
been addressing his remarks to the brass ornament on the extreme
top of the cast-iron stove. Tom's expression of face did not
reassure him; in fact, the steady gaze of her clear gray eye was
as uncomfortable as the focused light of a sun lens.
"Well--we help each other," he blurted out.
"Do you do any helpin'?"
"Yis;" stiffening a little. "I'm the walkin' delegate of our
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