| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Before Adam by Jack London: Fire-Men. We squatted down by the fire, and with heads
bent forward on our knees, made believe to sleep. Then
we mimicked their speech, talking to each other in
their fashion and making a great gibberish. I
remembered seeing the wizened old hunter poke the fire
with a stick. I poked the fire with a stick, turning
up masses of live coals and clouds of white ashes.
This was great sport, and soon we were coated white
with the ashes.
It was inevitable that we should imitate the Fire-Men
in replenishing the fire. We tried it first with small
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: "Can I see Mr. Rochester?" he asked, then catching sight of Kent
standing just back of the detective, he added, "Hello, Kent; I
thought I heard some one walking about in here from my apartment
next door, and concluded Rochester had returned. Can I see him?"
"N-no," Kent spoke slowly, with a side-glance at the silent
detective. "Rochester has been here - and left."
CHAPTER XVI
THE CRIMSON OUTLINE
Barbara McIntyre made the round of the library for the fifth time,
testing each of the seven doors opening into it to see that they
ere closed behind their portieres, then she turned back to her
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Confidence by Henry James: superannuated objects seemed to slumber in the sunshine--
the open door of an empty church, with a faded fresco
exposed to the air in the arch above it, and an ancient
beggar-woman sitting beside it on a three-legged stool.
The little terrace had an old polished parapet, about as high
as a man's breast, above which was a view of strange,
sad-colored hills. Outside, to the left, the wall of the town made
an outward bend, and exposed its rugged and rusty complexion.
There was a smooth stone bench set into the wall of the church,
on which Longueville had rested for an hour, observing the
composition of the little picture of which I have indicated
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