| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson: from, the exiled Laupepa; those in whose grant it lay, stood
punctilious upon their rights; and Tamasese, as the representative
of their natural opponents, the Tupua line, was the last who should
have had it. And there was yet more, though I almost despair to
make it thinkable by Europeans. Certain old mats are handed down,
and set huge store by; they may be compared to coats of arms or
heirlooms among ourselves; and to the horror of more than one-half
of Samoa, Tamasese, the head of the Tupua, began collecting
Malietoa mats. It was felt that the cup was full, and men began to
prepare secretly for rebellion. The history of the month of August
is unknown to whites; it passed altogether in the covert of the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Beauty and The Beast by Bayard Taylor: the blue, scentless violet, the fairy cups of the anemone, and the
pink-veined bells of the miskodeed. The tall blooms through which
the lovers walked still slept in the chilly earth; but the sky
above her was mild and blue, and the remembrance of the day came
back to her with a delicate, pungent sweetness, like the perfume of
the trailing arbutus in the air around her. In a sheltered, sunny
nook, she found a single erythronium, lured forth in advance of its
proper season, and gathered it as a relic of the spot, which she
might keep without blame. As she stooped to pluck it, her own face
looked up at her out of a little pool filled by the spring rains.
Seen against the reflected sky, it shone with a soft radiance, and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from When a Man Marries by Mary Roberts Rinehart: repeated judicially. "I do not deny it."
He did not? Or he would not? Which?
Chapter XIV. ALMOST, BUT NOT QUITE
Dal had been acting strangely all day. Once, early in the
evening, when I had doubled no trump, he led me a club without
apology, and later on, during his dummy, I saw him writing our
names on the back of an envelope, and putting numbers after them.
At my earliest opportunity I went to Max.
"There is something the matter with Dal, Max," I volunteered.
"He has been acting strangely all day, and just now he was
making out a list--names and numbers."
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