The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Human Drift by Jack London: with dropping champagne bottles out of the club windows on the
heads of the people on the sidewalk, and you wound up by
assaulting a cabman. And let me tell you I saved you from a good
licking right there, and squared it with the police. Don't you
remember?
MAUD. [Nodding hesitatingly.] Yes, it is beginning to come back
to me. I was a bit tight that night.
FITZSIMMONS. [Exultantly.] A bit tight! Why, before I could get
you to bed you insisted on telling me the story of your life.
MAUD. Did I? I don't remember that.
FITZSIMMONS. I should say not. You were past remembering
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: possession?"
"She may have picked it up on the floor."
"We'll admit that," I said; "and I'm sure I hope so. Then how did
the murdered man's pocket-book get into the sealskin bag? And the
dirk, how account for that, and the blood-stains?"
"Now what's the use," asked McKnight aggrievedly, "of my building
up beautiful theories for you to pull down? We'll take it to
Hotchkiss. Maybe he can tell from the blood-stains if the murderer's
finger nails were square or pointed."
"Hotchkiss is no fool," I said warmly. "Under all his theories
there's a good hard layer of common sense. And we must remember,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan: Sir Oliver--and many a cross accident in the Time--
SIR OLIVER. Aye I have had my share--but, what[!] I find you are
married--hey my old Boy--well--well it can't be help'd--and so I wish
you joy with all my heart--
SIR PETER. Thank you--thanks Sir Oliver.--Yes, I have entered into
the happy state but we'll not talk of that now.
SIR OLIVER. True true Sir Peter old Friends shouldn't begin
on grievances at first meeting. No, no--
ROWLEY. Take care pray Sir----
SIR OLIVER. Well--so one of my nephews I find is a wild Rogue--hey?
SIR PETER. Wild!--oh! my old Friend--I grieve for your disappointment
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