| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: stupid not to think of that! Why, then, all's clear; and, my dear
Michael, I'll tell you what--we're saved, both saved. You get the
tontine--I don't grudge it you the least--and I get the leather
business, which is really beginning to look up. Declare the death
at once, don't mind me in the smallest, don't consider me;
declare the death, and we're all right.'
'Ah, but I can't declare it,' said Michael.
'Why not?' cried Morris.
'I can't produce the corpus, Morris. I've lost it,' said the
lawyer.
'Stop a bit,' ejaculated the leather merchant. 'How is this? It's
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: the box of shells that Victor had given her; also a watering-can and a
balloon, writing-books, the engraved geography and a pair of shoes; on
the nail which held the mirror, hung Virginia's little plush hat!
Felicite carried this sort of respect so far that she even kept one of
Monsieur's old coats. All the things which Madame Aubain discarded,
Felicite begged for her own room. Thus, she had artificial flowers on
the edge of the bureau, and the picture of the Comte d'Artois in the
recess of the window. By means of a board, Loulou was set on a portion
of the chimney which advanced into the room. Every morning when she
awoke, she saw him in the dim light of dawn and recalled bygone days
and the smallest details of insignificant actions, without any sense
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Buttered Side Down by Edna Ferber: They certainly were attractive pictures. Some showed groups
of stalwart, immaculately clad young gods lolling indolently on
tropical shores, with a splendor of palms overhead, and a sparkling
blue sea in the distance. Others depicted a group of white-clad
men wading knee-deep in the surf as they laughingly landed a cutter
on the sandy beach. There was a particularly fascinating one
showing two barefooted young chaps on a wave-swept raft engaged in
that delightfully perilous task known as signaling. Another showed
the keen-eyed gunners busy about the big guns.
Eddie studied them all.
The man finished his task and looked up, quite casually.
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