| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane: t' me up home. He's a nice feller, he is, an' we
was allus good friends. Smart, too. Smart as a
steel trap. Well, when we was a-fightin' this
atternoon, all-of-a-sudden he begin t' rip up an'
cuss an' beller at me. 'Yer shot, yeh blamed
infernal!'--he swear horrible--he ses t' me. I
put up m' hand t' m' head an' when I looked at
m' fingers, I seen, sure 'nough, I was shot. I
give a holler an' begin t' run, but b'fore I could
git away another one hit me in th' arm an' whirl'
me clean 'round. I got skeared when they was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle: inside an empty quart pot.
"Halloa, good friend," quoth Robin, from beneath the hedge,
when the other had gotten nigh enough, "whither away so merrily
this bright day?"
Hearing himself so called upon, the Cobbler stopped, and, seeing a
well-clad stranger in blue, he spoke to him in seemly wise.
"Give ye good den, fair sir, and I would say that I come
from Kirk Langly, where I ha' sold my shoon and got three
shillings sixpence ha'penny for them in as sweet money as ever
thou sawest, and honestly earned too, I would ha' thee know.
But an I may be so bold, thou pretty fellow, what dost thou
The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An Old Maid by Honore de Balzac: "Mademoiselle Cormon looked very well to-night."
"Mademoiselle Cormon? why, I thought her rather strange."
"How that poor abbe fails! Did you notice that he slept? He does not
know what cards he holds; he is getting very absent-minded."
"We shall soon have the grief of losing him."
"What a fine night! It will be a fine day to-morrow."
"Good weather for the apple-blossoms."
"You beat us; but when you play with Monsieur de Valois you never do
otherwise."
"How much did he win?"
"Well, to-night, three or four francs; he never loses."
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