| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: were more at ease now than was I, who had nothing to do but carry
out my role of slumber in the stall; they spoke in a friendly,
ordinary way, as if this were like every other morning of the
week to them. They addressed the prisoners with a sort of
fraternal kindness, not bringing them pointedly into the
conversation, nor yet pointedly leaving them out. I made out that
they must all be sitting round the breakfast together, those who
had to die and those who had to kill them. The Virginian I never
heard speak. But I heard the voice of Steve; he discussed with
his captors the sundry points of his capture.
"Do you remember a haystack?" he asked. "Away up the south fork
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde: princesse? Il fait tres beau dans le jardin.
SALOME. Il dit des choses monstrueuses, e propos de ma mere, n'est-
ce pas?
SECOND SOLDAT. Nous ne comprenons jamais ce qu'il dit, princesse.
SALOME. Oui, il dit des choses monstrueuses d'elle.
UN ESCLAVE. Princesse, le tetrarque vous prie de retourner au
festin.
SALOME. Je n'y retournerai pas.
LE JEUNE SYRIEN. Pardon, princesse, mais si vous n'y retourniez pas
il pourrait arriver un malheur.
SALOME. Est-ce un vieillard, le prophete?
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Before Adam by Jack London: such as is made by the lowest aborigines of to-day. It
was infinitely more clumsy than the clumsiest handiwork
of man--of man as we know him. It was put together in a
casual, helter-skelter sort of way. Above the fork of
the tree whereon we rested was a pile of dead branches
and brush. Four or five adjacent forks held what I may
term the various ridge-poles. These were merely stout
sticks an inch or so in diameter. On them rested the
brush and branches. These seemed to have been tossed on
almost aimlessly. There was no attempt at thatching.
And I must confess that the roof leaked miserably in a
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