| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: 'sitkammer', where the baas keeps his guns."
Just as we reached it, Leblanc entered, clad in his shirt and trousers,
and was followed presently by Marie with a candle.
"What is it?" he asked.
I took the candle from Marie's hand, and set it on the floor close to
the wall, lest it should prove a target for an assegai or a bullet.
Even in those days the Kaffirs had a few firearms, for the most part
captured or stolen from white men. Then in a few words I told them all.
"And when did you learn all this?" asked Leblanc in French.
"At the Mission Station a little more than half an hour ago," I
answered, looking at my watch.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Danny's Own Story by Don Marquis: fur her child.
It was a wonderful look that was onto her face.
And it was a wonderful face that look was onto. I
felt like I had knowed her forever when I seen her
there. Like the thoughts of her the doctor had been
carrying around with him fur years and years, and
that I had caught him thinking oncet or twicet, had
been my thoughts too, all my life.
Miss Lucy, she was one of the kind there's no use
trying to describe. The feller that could see her
that-a-way and not feel made good by it orter have
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Manon Lescaut by Abbe Prevost: added to her distress if I had refused her the satisfaction of
seeing me at ease and out of danger, before her own wants were
attended to. I allowed her therefore to gratify herself, and in
shame and silence submitted to her delicate attentions.
"But when she had completed her tender task, with what ardour
did I not enter upon mine! I took off my clothes and stretched
them under her, to render more endurable the hard and rugged
ground on which she lay. I protected her delicate hands from the
cold by my burning kisses and the warmth of my sighs. I passed
the livelong night in watching over her as she slept, and praying
Heaven to refresh her with soft and undisturbed repose. `You can
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