| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Muse of the Department by Honore de Balzac: souls in a sort of torpor.
Madame Piedefer, by the advice of her spiritual director, was on the
watch for the moment of exhaustion, which the priest told her would
inevitably supervene, and then she pleaded in behalf of the children.
She restricted herself to urging that Dinah and Lousteau should live
apart, not asking her to give him up. In real life these violent
situations are not closed as they are in books, by death or cleverly
contrived catastrophes; they end far less poetically--in disgust, in
the blighting of every flower of the soul, in the commonplace of
habit, and very often too in another passion, which robs a wife of the
interest which is traditionally ascribed to women. So, when common
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tattine by Ruth Ogden [Mrs. Charles W. Ide]: meant Betsy and Doctor. "There was no use in my putting: 'Laverack setters not
allowed,' " she said to herself sorrowfully, and she ran off to tell her
Mother of this latest tragedy.
"Yes, I know, Tattine dear," said Mrs. Gerald, in the first pause; "there is
neither pity nor mercy in the heart of a setter when he is on the scent of a
rabbit, alive or dead--but, Tattine, don't forget they have their good sides,
Doctor and Betsy; just think how fond they are of you and me. Why, the very
sight of us always makes them beat a tattoo with their tails."
"Yes, I know, Mamma, but I can't feel somehow that tattoos with their tails
make up for killing rabbits with their teeth."
CHAPTER II. A MAPLE-WAX MORNING
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tarzan the Untamed by Edgar Rice Burroughs: Usanga," he concluded, "and no harm will befall you. I will
come again to see you after the others are asleep. Let us be
friends."
As the brute left her the girl's frame was racked by a con-
vulsive shudder as she sank to the floor of the hut and cov-
ered her face with her hands. She realized now why the
women had not been left to guard her. It was the work of
the cunning Usanga, but would not his woman suspect some-
thing of his intentions? She was no fool and, further, being
imbued with insane jealousy she was ever looking for some
overt act upon the part of her ebon lord. Bertha Kircher felt
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