| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: fairly shouted with joy over the unexpected trick; the employees of
the resort whispered apart; the gambler explained, low-voiced and
angry, his reasons for not putting up a fight for so rich a stake.
"All to the bar!" yelled Orde.
They made a rush, and lined up and ordered their drinks. Orde
poured his on the floor and took the glass belonging to the man next
him.
"Get them to give you another, Tim," said he. "No knock-out drops,
if I can help it."
The men drank, and some one ordered another round.
"Tim," said Orde, low-voiced, "get the crowd together and we'll pull
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot: the pork had been hung at the farthest extremity of the hanger,
apparently to prevent the roasting from proceeding too rapidly
during the owner's absence. The old staring simpleton had hot meat
for his supper, then? thought Dunstan. People had always said he
lived on mouldy bread, on purpose to check his appetite. But where
could he be at this time, and on such an evening, leaving his supper
in this stage of preparation, and his door unfastened? Dunstan's
own recent difficulty in making his way suggested to him that the
weaver had perhaps gone outside his cottage to fetch in fuel, or for
some such brief purpose, and had slipped into the Stone-pit. That
was an interesting idea to Dunstan, carrying consequences of entire
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: European cities we will visit India and the ancient
cities there, and ride on elephants and see the wonder-
ful temples of the Hindoos and Brahmins and the
Japanese gardens and the camel trains and chariot
races in Persia, and all the queer sights of foreign
countries. Don't you think you would like it, Masie?
Masie rose to her feet.
"I think we had better be going home," she said,
coolly. "It's getting late."
Carter humored her. He had come to know her
varying, thistle-down moods, and that it was useless
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