| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Straight Deal by Owen Wister: bullying, dishonest lot--though we've had nothing quite so bad yet as
your opium trade with China."
The Sam Johnson said no more.
At a ranch in Wyoming were a number of Americans and one Englishman, a
man of note, bearing a celebrated name. He was telling the company what
one could do in the way of amusement in the evening in London.
"And if there's nothing at the theatres and everything else fails, you
can always go to one of the restaurants and hear the Americans eat."
There you have them, my anecdotes. They are chosen from many. I hope and
believe that, between them all, they cover the ground; that, taken
together as I want you to take them after you have taken them singly,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Pool of Blood in the Pastor's Study by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: to the Count on his arrival and also to the magistrate. There was
no reason to doubt the words of either the old housekeeper or of
Janos, the coachman, who had served for more than twenty years in
the rectory and whose fidelity was known. The girl Liska was
scarcely eighteen, and her round childish face and big eyes dimmed
with tears, corroborated her story. When they had told Muller all
they knew, the detective sat stroking, his chin, and looking
thoughtfully at the floor. Then he raised his head and said, in a
tone of calm friendliness: "Well, good friends, this will do for
to-night. Now, if you will kindly give me a bite to eat and a
glass of some light wine, I'd be very thankful. I have had no
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: away without more parley. The locksmith complied right willingly;
and both getting into a hackney coach which was waiting at the
door, drove off straightway.
They alighted at the street corner, and dismissing their
conveyance, walked to the house. To their first knock at the door
there was no response. A second met with the like result. But in
answer to the third, which was of a more vigorous kind, the parlour
window-sash was gently raised, and a musical voice cried:
'Haredale, my dear fellow, I am extremely glad to see you. How
very much you have improved in your appearance since our last
meeting! I never saw you looking better. HOW do you do?'
Barnaby Rudge |
