| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: anger in his face, the anger and the vengeance, and I see it all directed
against you."
She crumpled up the scrawled sheets of paper, and put Planchette away.
"We won't bother with it any more," Chris said. "I didn't think it would
affect you so strongly. But it's all subjective, I'm sure, with possibly a bit
of suggestion thrown in--that and nothing more. And the whole strain of our
situation has made conditions unusually favorable for striking phenomena."
"And about our situation," Lute said, as they went slowly up the path they had
run down. " What we are to do, I don't know. Are we to go on, as we have gone
on? What is best? Have you thought of anything?"
He debated for a few steps. "I have thought of telling your uncle and aunt."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Confidence by Henry James: at her neither looking at him nor speaking to him; her indifference seemed
a contravention of that right of criticism which Gordon had bequeathed
to him.
"I supposed people went to bed at eleven o'clock," he said.
Angela glanced about her, without meeting his eye.
"They seem to have gone."
Miss Evers strolled on, and her Captain of course kept pace with her;
so that Bernard and Miss Vivian were left standing together.
He looked at her a moment in silence, but her eye still avoided
his own.
"You are remarkably inconsistent," Bernard presently said.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson by Mark Twain: preferred to be supported by his uncle until his uncle's shoes should
become vacant. He brought back one or two new habits with him,
one of which he rather openly practiced--tippling--but concealed another,
which was gambling. It would not do to gamble where his uncle could
hear of it; he knew that quite well.
Tom's Eastern polish was not popular among the young people.
They could have endured it, perhaps, if Tom had stopped there;
but he wore gloves, and that they couldn't stand, and wouldn't;
so he was mainly without society. He brought home with him a
suit of clothes of such exquisite style and cut in fashion--
Eastern fashion, city fashion--that it filled everybody with anguish
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