| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Turn of the Screw by Henry James: conveyance I should be in waiting for him with his little sister;
an idea in which Mrs. Grose concurred so heartily that I somehow
took her manner as a kind of comforting pledge--never falsified,
thank heaven!--that we should on every question be quite at one.
Oh, she was glad I was there!
What I felt the next day was, I suppose, nothing that could
be fairly called a reaction from the cheer of my arrival;
it was probably at the most only a slight oppression produced
by a fuller measure of the scale, as I walked round them,
gazed up at them, took them in, of my new circumstances.
They had, as it were, an extent and mass for which I had not
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola: front of the big dressing glass and gave each other a mutual dose of
the clothesbrush, for they were all white from their close contact
with Nana.
"One would think it was sugar," murmured Georges, giggling like a
greedy little child.
A footman hired for the evening was ushering the guests into the
small drawing room, a narrow slip of a place in which only four
armchairs had been left in order the better to pack in the company.
From the large drawing room beyond came a sound as of the moving of
plates and silver, while a clear and brilliant ray of light shone
from under the door. At her entrance Nana found Clarisse Besnus,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: stupid like the ox; and he will follow you about, smoking; the cigar, like a
little dog, your little dog, trotting at your back. He will not know he is
doing it, but he will be doing it just the same. Don't I know, Chris? Oh, I
have watched you, watched you, so often, and loved you for it, and loved you
again for it, because you were so delightfully and blindly unaware of what you
were doing."
"I'm almost bursting with vanity from listening to you," he laughed, passing
his arm around her and drawing her against him.
"Yes," she whispered, "and in this very moment, when you are laughing at all
that I have said, you, the feel of you, your soul,--call it what you will, it
is you,--is calling for all the love that is in me."
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