| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from La Grenadiere by Honore de Balzac: saw a pale, thin figure dressed in black, a woman with a worn yet
bright face, gliding like a shadow along the terraces. Great suffering
cannot be concealed. The vinedresser's household had grown quiet also.
Sometimes the laborer and his wife and children were gathered about
the door of their cottage, while Annette was washing linen at the
well-head, and Mme. Willemsens and the children sat in the summer-
house, and there was not the faintest sound in those gardens gay with
flowers. Unknown to Mme. Willemsens, all eyes grew pitiful at the
sight of her, she was so good, so thoughtful, so dignified with those
with whom she came in contact.
And as for her.--When the autumn days came on, days so sunny and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: Now supposing that the CONS have it, and you refuse my offer, let
me make another proposal, which you will be very inclined to refuse
at the first off-go, but which I really believe might in time come
to something. You know how the penny papers have their answers to
correspondents. Why not do something of the same kind for the
'culchawed'? Why not get men like Stimson, Brownell, Professor
James, Goldwin Smith, and others who will occur to you more readily
than to me, to put and to answer a series of questions of
intellectual and general interest, until at last you should have
established a certain standard of matter to be discussed in this
part of the Magazine?
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Redheaded Outfield by Zane Grey: kiss.''
Dorothy Huling's face flamed scarlet. But this
did not affect Wayne so deeply, though it showed
him his mistake, as the darkening shadow of
disappointment in her eyes. If she had been a flirt,
she would have been prepared for rudeness. He
began casting about in his mind for some apology,
some mitigation of his offense; but as he was
about to speak, the sudden fading of her color,
leaving her pale, and the look in her proud, dark
eyes disconcerted him out of utterance.
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