| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: complaining of 'those dreadful bills,' was 'always a good deal
dressed.' But at this time of the return to England, things must
have gone further. A holiday tour of a fortnight, Fleeming feared
would be beyond what he could afford, and he only projected it 'to
have a castle in the air.' And there were actual pinches. Fresh
from a warmer sun, he was obliged to go without a greatcoat, and
learned on railway journeys to supply the place of one with
wrappings of old newspaper.
From half-past eight till six, he must 'file and chip vigorously in
a moleskin suit and infernally dirty.' The work was not new to
him, for he had already passed some time in a Genoese shop; and to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Woman of No Importance by Oscar Wilde: GERALD'S arms and points to him.]
GERALD [He is quite beside himself with rage and indignation.]
Lord Illingworth, you have insulted the purest thing on God's
earth, a thing as pure as my own mother. You have insulted the
woman I love most in the world with my own mother. As there is a
God in Heaven, I will kill you!
MRS. ARBUTHNOT. [Rushing across and catching hold of him] No! no!
GERALD. [Thrusting her back.] Don't hold me, mother. Don't hold
me - I'll kill him!
MRS. ARBUTHNOT. Gerald!
GERALD. Let me go, I say!
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Finished by H. Rider Haggard: fire. Lead-coated stones, pot legs and bullets whirred and
whistled all round us, yet until the last, just when we were
reaching the tree to which we had tied our horses, quite
harmlessly. Then suddenly I saw Anscombe begin to limp. Still
he managed to run on and mount, though I observed that he did not
put his right foot into the stirrup.
"What's the matter?" I asked as we galloped off."
"Shot through the instep, I think," he answered with a laugh, "
but it doesn't hurt a bit."
"I expect it will later," I replied. "Meanwhile, thank God it
wasn't at the top of the kloof. They won't catch us on the
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