| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Emmuska Orczy: "Who sent it?" she said.
"The runner said, my lady," replied the groom, "that his
orders were to deliver this, and that your ladyship would understand
from whom it came."
Marguerite tore open the envelope. Already her instinct told
her what it contained, and her eyes only glanced at it mechanically.
It was a letter by Armand St. Just to Sir Andrew Ffoulkes--the
letter which Chauvelin's spies had stolen at "The Fisherman's Rest,"
and which Chauvelin had held as a rod over her to enforce her
obedience.
Now he had kept his word--he had sent her back St. Just's
 The Scarlet Pimpernel |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: round, you see. Still, I pass that by."
"But what do you really complain of?" said Jill. "He's left my
dressing-gown out."
"I expect he thought it was a loose cover," said Jonah. "It'll
be sent on all right," said Daphne "That's nothing. What about
my fan? You're not a bit sorry for me about that."
"I have already been sorry about it. I was sorry for you on
Friday just by the sideboard. I remember it perfectly. All the
same, if you will waste Berry's substance at places of
entertainment in the West End, and then fling a priceless
heirloom down in the hall of the theatre, you mustn't be
 The Brother of Daphne |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte: and chest of drawers; small, yet too large to be filled with my
scanty wardrobe: though the kindness of my gentle and generous
friends has increased that, by a modest stock of such things as are
necessary.
It is evening. I have dismissed, with the fee of an orange, the
little orphan who serves me as a handmaid. I am sitting alone on
the hearth. This morning, the village school opened. I had twenty
scholars. But three of the number can read: none write or cipher.
Several knit, and a few sew a little. They speak with the broadest
accent of the district. At present, they and I have a difficulty in
understanding each other's language. Some of them are unmannered,
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