| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Poor and Proud by Oliver Optic: the policeman.
"O, dear me!" cried Ann, and this time she was in earnest.
"Please don't do that!" said Katy, who had not foreseen this
consequence of the game.
"I must; it is downright swindling."
"Please don't; she has a father and mother and I dare say they
will feel very bad about it. I promise you she shall never do it
again," pleaded Katy.
"I must do my duty. This candy trick has been played a good many
times, and has become a nuisance. I must lock her up."
"Save me, Katy, save me!" begged Ann terrified at the thought of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: as it was by her shawl, seemed familiar. I waited while she hung
over the fire whispering, and while the goodwife slowly filled
her pitcher out of the great black pot. But when she turned to
go, I took a step forward so as to bar her way. And our eyes
met.
I could not see her features; they were lost in the shadow of the
hood. But I saw a shiver run through her from head to foot. And
I knew then that I had made no mistake.
'That is too heavy for you, my girl,' I said familiarly, as I
might have spoken to a village wench. 'I will carry it for you.'
One of the men, who remained lolling at the table, laughed, and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Seraphita by Honore de Balzac: the habits of a domestic life which knew neither cares nor troubles.
Many a dwelling is like a dream, the sparkle of passing pleasure seems
to hide some ruin beneath the cold smile of luxury; but this parlor,
sublime in reality, harmonious in tone, diffused the patriarchal ideas
of a full and self-contained existence. The silence was unbroken save
by the movements of the servant in the kitchen engaged in preparing
the supper, and by the sizzling of the dried fish which she was frying
in salt butter according to the custom of the country.
"Will you smoke a pipe?" said the pastor, seizing a moment when he
thought that Wilfrid might listen to him.
"Thank you, no, dear Monsieur Becker," replied the visitor.
Seraphita |
