| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: "No, certainly not."
"Don't be so positive," retorted the lawyer heatedly, his color
rising at the other's incredulous tone. "Helen McIntyre telephoned
me to meet her, and - by Jove, here she comes," as a slight stir
at the back of the court room caused him to glance in that direction.
A gray-haired patrolman, cap in hand, was in the lead of the small
procession which filed up the aisle, and Clymer gazed in astonishment
at Helen McIntyre and her twin sister, Barbara. What had brought
them at that hour to the police court?
The court room was filled with men, both white and black, while a
dozen or more slatternly negro women were seated here and there.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Death of the Lion by Henry James: had all the same caught many a big fish. She appeared to have had
fruitful access to the great ones of the earth; there were people
moreover whose signatures she had presumably secured without a
personal interview. She couldn't have worried George Washington
and Friedrich Schiller and Hannah More. She met this argument, to
my surprise, by throwing up the album without a pang. It wasn't
even her own; she was responsible for none of its treasures. It
belonged to a girl-friend in America, a young lady in a western
city. This young lady had insisted on her bringing it, to pick up
more autographs: she thought they might like to see, in Europe, in
what company they would be. The "girl-friend," the western city,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Magic of Oz by L. Frank Baum: behind and, turning his head, he found a big toadstool in just the
right place and of just the right size to sit upon. There was one
behind Trot, too, and with a cry of pleasure the little girl sank back
upon it and found it a very comfortable seat--solid, yet almost like a
cushion. Even Cap'n Bill's weight did not break his toadstool down,
and when both were seated, they found that the Lonesome Duck had
waddled away and was now at the water's edge.
"Thank you, ever so much!" cried Trot, and the sailor called out:
"Much obliged!"
But the Lonesome Duck paid no attention. Without even looking in
their direction again, the gaudy fowl entered the water and swam
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