| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Altar of the Dead by Henry James: "How, if I hadn't, could I linger here?"
She visibly winced at the deep but unintended irony of this; but
even while she did so she panted quickly: "Then in the lights on
your altar - ?"
"There's never a light for Acton Hague!"
She stared with a dreadful fall, "But if he's one of your Dead?"
"He's one of the world's, if you like - he's one of yours. But
he's not one of mine. Mine are only the Dead who died possessed of
me. They're mine in death because they were mine in life."
"HE was yours in life then, even if for a while he ceased to be.
If you forgave him you went back to him. Those whom we've once
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: at my head so furiously and towering above me with so great an
advantage that it was all I could do to guard it. I was soon
glad to fall back against the bank. In this sort of conflict my
rapier would have been of little use, but fortunately I had armed
myself before I left Paris with a cut-and-thrust sword for the
road; and though my mastery of the weapon was not on a par with
my rapier play, I was able to fend off their cuts, and by an
occasional prick keep the horses at a distance. Still, they
swore and cut at me; and it was trying work. A little delay
might enable the other man to come to their help, or
Mademoiselle, for all I knew, might shoot me with my own pistol.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Adam Bede by George Eliot: I'm a bit late. Seth 'ull be at home in half an hour--he's only
gone to the village; so thee wutna mind."
"Eh, an' what's thee got thy best cloose on for to go to th' Hall
Farm? The Poyser folks see'd thee in 'em yesterday, I warrand.
What dost mean by turnin' worki'day into Sunday a-that'n? It's
poor keepin' company wi' folks as donna like to see thee i' thy
workin' jacket."
"Good-bye, mother, I can't stay," said Adam, putting on his hat
and going out.
But he had no sooner gone a few paces beyond the door than Lisbeth
became uneasy at the thought that she had vexed him. Of course,
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