| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London: and at the same time I'll run up a bungalow; and then you'll be
relieved of my embarrassing presence--now don't say that it isn't."
"It is embarrassing," he said bluntly. "But you refuse to see my
point of view, so there is no use in discussing it. Now please
forget all about it, and consider me at your service concerning
this . . . this project of yours. I know more about cocoanut-
planting than you do. You speak like a capitalist. I don't know
how much money you have, but I don't fancy you are rolling in
wealth, as you Americans say. But I do know what it costs to clear
land. Suppose the government sells you Pari-Sulay at a pound an
acre; clearing will cost you at least four pounds more; that is,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: taken ill? What's the matter?"
Looking at Tatyana's pale, frightened face and at her infuriated
husband, mother probably guessed what was the matter. She sighed
and shook her head.
"Come! give over banging on the table!" she said. "Leave off,
Fyodor! And why are you thumping, Yegor Alexyevitch? What have
you got to do with it?"
Pobyedimsky was startled and confused. Fyodor looked intently at
him, then at his wife, and began walking about the room. When
mother had gone out of the lodge, I saw what for long afterwards
I looked upon as a dream. I saw Fyodor seize my tutor, lift him
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: smiling again as he winked at Nikita's short sheepskin coat,
which was torn under the arms and at the back, was greasy and
out of shape, frayed to a fringe round the skirt, and had
endured many things in its lifetime.
'Hey, dear man, come and hold the horse!' shouted Nikita to the
cook's husband, who was still in the yard.
'No, I will myself, I will myself!' shrieked the little boy,
pulling his hands, red with cold, out of his pockets, and
seizing the cold leather reins.
'Only don't be too long dressing yourself up. Look alive!'
shouted Vasili Andreevich, grinning at Nikita.
Master and Man |
