| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: increased; nor were they without good foundation; it was not
difficult for two beautiful young women to find, in their being
borne they knew not whither by a band of daring villains who eyed
them as some among these fellows did, reasons for the worst alarm.
When they at last entered London, by a suburb with which they were
wholly unacquainted, it was past midnight, and the streets were
dark and empty. Nor was this the worst, for the carriage stopping
in a lonely spot, Hugh suddenly opened the door, jumped in, and
took his seat between them.
It was in vain they cried for help. He put his arm about the neck
of each, and swore to stifle them with kisses if they were not as
Barnaby Rudge |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Margret Howth: A Story of To-day by Rebecca Harding Davis: out a sharp voice behind her, and, as she went into the street, a
train of cars rushed into the hall to be loaded, and men swarmed
out of every corner,--red-faced and pale, whiskey-bloated and
heavy-brained, Irish, Dutch, black, with souls half asleep
somewhere, and the destiny of a nation in their grasp,--hands,
like herself, going through the slow, heavy work, for, as Pike
the manager would have told you, "three dollars a week,--good
wages these tight times." For nothing more? Some other meaning
may have fallen from their faces into this girl's subtile
intuition in the instant's glance,--cheerfuller, remoter aims,
hidden in the most sensual face,--homeliest home-scenes, low
Margret Howth: A Story of To-day |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne: man. Going up to him as he had come to her in the police-
station at Nijni-Novgorod:
"Your hand, brother," said she.
And at the same time her hand, with an almost maternal
gesture, wiped away a tear which sprang to her compan-
ion's eye.
CHAPTER XIII
DUTY BEFORE EVERYTHING
NADIA, with the clear perception of a right-minded
woman, guessed that some secret motive directed all
Michael Strogoff's actions; that he, for a reason unknown
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