| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Beast in the Jungle by Henry James: needn't--for we shouldn't."
"Shouldn't?" If he could but know what she meant!
"No--it's too much."
"Too much?" he still asked but with a mystification that was the
next moment of a sudden to give way. Her words, if they meant
something, affected him in this light--the light also of her wasted
face--as meaning ALL, and the sense of what knowledge had been for
herself came over him with a rush which broke through into a
question. "Is it of that then you're dying?"
She but watched him, gravely at first, as to see, with this, where
he was, and she might have seen something or feared something that
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sanitary and Social Lectures by Charles Kingsley: added, among other matters which will not support life, an excess
of carbonic acid.
That this is the fact you can prove for yourselves by a simple
experiment. Get a little lime-water at the chemist's, and breathe
into it through a glass tube; your breath will at once make the
lime-water milky. The carbonic acid of your breath has laid hold
of the lime, and made it visible as white carbonate of lime--in
plain English, as common chalk.
Now I do not wish, as I said, to load your memories with
scientific terms: but I beseech you to remember at least these
two, oxygen gas and carbonic acid gas; and to remember that, as
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis: During the Chautauqua Carol attended three evening
meetings, two afternoon meetings, and one in the morning. She was
impressed by the audience: the sallow women in skirts and
blouses, eager to be made to think, the men in vests and shirt-
sleeves, eager to be allowed to laugh, and the wriggling children,
eager to sneak away. She liked the plain benches, the portable
stage under its red marquee, the great tent over all, shadowy
above strings of incandescent bulbs at night and by day casting
an amber radiance on the patient crowd. The scent of dust
and trampled grass and sun-baked wood gave her an illusion
of Syrian caravans; she forgot the speakers while she listened
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