| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Black Tulip by Alexandre Dumas: heart, to repress as it were its violent palpitation, and
listened.
The noise of her footstep, the rustling of her gown on the
staircase, were so familiar to his ear, that she had no
sooner mounted one step than he used to say to himself, --
"Here comes Rosa."
This evening none of those little noises broke the silence
of the lobby, the clock struck nine, and a quarter; the
half-hour, then a quarter to ten, and at last its deep tone
announced, not only to the inmates of the fortress, but also
to all the inhabitants of Loewestein, that it was ten.
The Black Tulip |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: tell another, but smilingly shook her head. Now that her shyness had worn off
to some extent she took great interest in the jest and the general
conversation.
Col. Zane's fine old wine flowed like water. The custom was to fill a guest's
cup as soon as it was empty. Drinking much was rather encouraged than
otherwise. But Col. Zane never allowed this custom to go too far in his house.
"Friends, the hour grows late," he said. "To-morrow, after the great event, we
shall have games, shooting matches, running races, and contests of all kinds.
Capt. Boggs and I have arranged to give prizes, and I expect the girls can
give something to lend a zest to the competition."
"Will the girls have a chance in these races?" asked Isaac. "If so, I should
Betty Zane |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Facino Cane by Honore de Balzac: God! the murderer's punishment was not long delayed! /Ave Maria/," and
he repeated several prayers that I did not heed.
"We will go to Venice!" I said, when he rose.
"Then I have found a man!" he cried, with his face on fire.
I gave him my arm and went home with him. We reached the gates of the
Blind Asylum just as some of the wedding guests were returning along
the street, shouting at the top of their voices. He squeezed my hand.
"Shall we start to-morrow?" he asked.
"As soon as we can get some money."
"But we can go on foot. I will beg. I am strong, and you feel young
when you see gold before you."
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