| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson: the opening of a sash; and presently after saw Miss Flora appear in
a morning wrapper and come strolling hitherward between the
borders, pausing and visiting her flowers - herself as fair. THERE
was a friend; HERE, immediately beneath me, an unknown quantity -
the gardener: how to communicate with the one and not attract the
notice of the other? To make a noise was out of the question; I
dared scarce to breathe. I held myself ready to make a gesture as
soon as she should look, and she looked in every possible direction
but the one. She was interested in the vilest tuft of chickweed,
she gazed at the summit of the mountain, she came even immediately
below me and conversed on the most fastidious topics with the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: left hand.
CHAPTER XII
NORMAN of Torn did not return to the castle of
Leicester "in a few days," nor for many months. For
news came to him that Bertrade de Montfort had
been posted off to France in charge of her mother.
From now on the forces of Torn were employed in
repeated attacks on royalist barons, encroaching ever
and ever southward until even Berkshire and Surrey
and Sussex felt the weight of the iron hand of the
outlaw.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Chouans by Honore de Balzac: "What good did that do you?" she said, as she tore her handkerchief
and laid it on the burn, which the marquis covered with his glove.
Madame du Gua had stolen softly into the cardroom, watching the lovers
with furtive eyes, but escaping theirs adroitly; it was, however,
impossible for her to understand their conversation from their
actions.
"If all that they said of me was true you must admit that I am avenged
at this moment," said Marie, with a look of malignity which startled
the marquis.
"What feeling brought you here?" he asked.
"Do you suppose, my dear friend, that you can despise a woman like me
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