| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: She stooped and picked up the envelope. Tearing it open she
easily read the contents by the moon's brilliant light. It was, as
she had guessed, from Baynes.
"I cannot go without seeing you again," it read. "Come to
the clearing early tomorrow morning and say good-bye to me.
Come alone."
There was a little more--words that made her heart beat faster
and a happy flush mount her cheek.
Chapter 20
It was still dark when the Hon. Morison Baynes set forth for
the trysting place. He insisted upon having a guide, saying
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf: does this affect me? But then if you had the other temperament, which
must have praise, which must have encouragement, naturally you began
(and she knew that Mr Ramsay was beginning) to be uneasy; to want
somebody to say, Oh, but your work will last, Mr Ramsay, or something
like that. He showed his uneasiness quite clearly now by saying, with
some irritation, that, anyhow, Scott (or was it Shakespeare ?) would
last him his lifetime. He said it irritably. Everybody, she thought,
felt a little uncomfortable, without knowing why. Then Minta Doyle,
whose instinct was fine, said bluffly, absurdly, that she did not
believe that any one really enjoyed reading Shakespeare. Mr Ramsay
said grimly (but his mind was turned away again) that very few people
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling: Dan cried.
''Ere he be - house an' all!' Hobden dived into the prickly heart
of the faggot and took out a dormouse's wonderfully woven nest
of grass and leaves. His blunt fingers parted it as if it had been
precious lace, and tilting it toward the last of the light he showed
the little, red, furry chap curled up inside, his tail between his eyes
that were shut for their winter sleep.
'Let's take him home. Don't breathe on him,' said Una. 'It'll
make him warm and he'll wake up and die straight off. Won't he,
Hobby?'
'Dat's a heap better by my reckonin' than wakin' up and findin'
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