| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Historical Mystery by Honore de Balzac: watching the increasing pallor of his brother's face, was momentarily
on the point of crying out, "Marry her; I will go away and die!" Just
then, as the dessert was being served, all present heard raps upon the
window of the dining-room on the garden side. The eldest d'Hauteserre
opened it and gave entrance to the abbe, whose breeches were torn in
climbing over the walls of the park.
"Fly! they are coming to arrest you," he cried.
"Why?"
"I don't know yet; but there's a warrant against you."
The words were greeted with general laughter.
"We are innocent," said the young men.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: proved that he had not earned it by honest work.
Leopold Winkler was a blackmailer.
Colonel Leining, retired, the father of two such widely different
children, was doubtless a man of stern principles, and an army
officer as well, therefore a man with a doubly sensitive code of
honour and a social position to maintain; and this man, morbidly
sensitive probably, had a daughter who had inherited his
sensitiveness and his high ideals of honour, a daughter married to
a rich husband. But he had another child, a son without any sense
of honour at all, who, although also an officer, failed to live in
a manner worthy his position. This son was now in Marburg, where
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Heart of the West by O. Henry: The room was warm. Cherokee took off his cap, and then removed his
beard and wig.
"Say!" exclaimed Bobby, with a show of interest, "I know your mug, all
right."
"Did you ever see me before?" asked Cherokee.
"I don't know; but I've seen your picture lots of times."
"Where?"
The boy hesitated. "On the bureau at home," he answered.
"Let's have your name, if you please, buddy."
"Robert Lumsden. The picture belongs to my mother. She puts it under
her pillow of nights. And once I saw her kiss it. I wouldn't. But
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