| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: other range, and you and Piute close the gate of our trail at this end.
Then send Piute down to tell Naab we've got Silvermane."
Jack chose the lowest edge of the plateau rim where the cedars were
thickest for his detour to get behind the wild band; he ran from tree to
tree, avoiding the open places, taking advantage of the thickets, keeping
away from the ridge. He had never gone so far as the gate, but, knowing
where the trail led into a split in the crags, he climbed the slope, and
threaded a way over masses of fallen cliff, until he reached the base of
the wall. The tracks of the wildhorse band were very fresh and plain in
the yellow trail. Four stout posts guarded the opening, and a number of
bars lay ready to be pushed into place. He put them up, making a gate
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Pool of Blood in the Pastor's Study by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: more quickly. His Reverence was a great friend of the Countess."
"They didn't make so much fuss over the pedlar and Betty," murmured
the cobbler, who suffered from a perpetual grouch. But he followed
the others, who paid their scores hastily and went out into the
streets that they might watch from a distance at least what was
going on in the rectory. The landlord bustled about the inn to have
everything in readiness in case the gentlemen should honour him by
taking a meal, and perhaps even lodgings, at his house. At the gate
of the rectory the coachman and the maid Liska stood to receive the
newcomers, just as five o'clock was striking from the steeple.
It should have been still quite light, but it was already dusk, for
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: and let him slip off behind -- that was all. He mounted me again,
and I did the same. Then the other boy got up, and as soon
as he began to use his stick I laid him on the grass, and so on,
till they were able to understand -- that was all. They are not bad boys;
they don't wish to be cruel. I like them very well; but you see
I had to give them a lesson. When they brought me to James and told him
I think he was very angry to see such big sticks. He said they were only fit
for drovers or gypsies, and not for young gentlemen."
"If I had been you," said Ginger, "I would have given those boys a good kick,
and that would have given them a lesson."
"No doubt you would," said Merrylegs; "but then I am not quite such a fool
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