| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson: ogre leaned forth to address him.
'Ronald,' she said, 'wasn't that Sim that went by the wall?'
I snatched my advantage. Right at her back there was pen, ink, and
paper laid out. I wrote: 'I love you'; and before I had time to
write more, or so much as to blot what I had written, I was again
under the guns of the gold eyeglasses.
'It's time,' she began; and then, as she observed my occupation,
'Umph!' she broke off. 'Ye have something to write?' she demanded.
'Some notes, madam,' said I, bowing with alacrity.
'Notes,' she said; 'or a note?'
'There is doubtless some FINESSE of the English language that I do
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Gobseck by Honore de Balzac: confraternity, who had probably made them over to him (Gobseck) at a
considerably reduced figure.
"The young man growled out something, in which the words 'Old
scoundrel!' were audible. Daddy Gobseck did not move an eyebrow. He
drew a pair of pistols out of a pigeon-hole, remarking coolly:
" 'As the insulted man, I fire first.'
" 'Maxime, you owe this gentleman an explanation,' cried the trembling
Countess in a low voice.
" 'I had no intention of giving offence,' stammered Maxime.
" 'I am quite sure of that,' Gobseck answered calmly; 'you had no
intention of meeting your bills, that was all.'
Gobseck |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic: ought to be settled about the Company, I suppose.
Of course I wash my hands of it--but would anybody else
want to go on with it? You see its annual working expenses,
merely for the office and the Board, foot up nearly
3,000 pounds. I've paid these for this year, but naturally
I won't do it again. And would it be worth anybody else's
while to do it? Yours, for example?"
"Have you had any explanations with the other Directors?"
the Broker asked, thoughtfully.
"Explanations--no," Thorpe told him. "But that's all right.
The Marquis has been taken care of, and so has Plowden.
The Market-Place |
