| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Confidence by Henry James: so, if I break out this way, you may know what I feel.
I know it is a pain to Miss Vivian, and I beg her to forgive me.
She has so much to forgive that she can forgive that, too.
I can't pretend to accept it; I can't sit down and let it pass.
And then, it is n't only my feelings; it 's the right;
it 's the justice. I must say to her that you have no right
to marry her; and beg of her to listen to me and let you
go."
"My dear Gordon, are you crazy?" Bernard demanded, with an energy which,
this time at least, was sufficiently real.
"Very likely I am crazy. I am crazy with disappointment and the bitterness
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Witch, et. al by Anton Chekhov: and bent again over her sacking. No desire, no joy, no grief,
nothing was expressed by her handsome face with its turned-up
nose and its dimples. So a beautiful fountain expresses nothing
when it is not playing.
But at last she had finished a sack. She flung it aside, and,
stretching luxuriously, rested her motionless, lack-lustre eyes
on the window. The panes were swimming with drops like tears, and
white with short-lived snowflakes which fell on the window,
glanced at Raissa, and melted. . . .
"Come to bed!" growled the sexton. Raissa remained mute. But
suddenly her eyelashes flickered and there was a gleam of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: coloured ribbon. If the weather is cool, the women wear a short
black jacket, with satin yoke and high puffed sleeves. But,
whatever the weather may be, they make no change in the large, full
dark skirts, almost completely covered with immense silk aprons, by
preference light blue. It is not a remarkably brilliant dress,
compared with that which one may still see in some districts of
Norway or Sweden, but upon the whole it suits the women of the
Ampezzo wonderfully.
For my part, I think that when a woman has found a dress that
becomes her, it is a waste of time to send to Paris for a fashion-
plate.
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