| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Call of the Canyon by Zane Grey: keen desire to hear what Glenn would reply to Hutter.
"I should say not!" whispered Glenn, fiercely.
"Cut out that talk. She'll hear you and want to go."
Whereupon Carley felt mount in her breast an intense and rebellious
determination to see a sheep-dip. She would astonish Glenn. What did he
want, anyway? Had she not withstood the torturing trot of the
hardest-gaited horse on the range? Carley realized she was going to place
considerable store upon that feat. It grew on her.
When the consultation of the men ended, Lee Stanton turned to Flo. And
Carley did not need to see the young man look twice to divine what ailed
him. He was caught in the toils of love. But seeing through Flo Hutter was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson: 'Oh, Lord, if that be all!' cried the gentleman; and turning to
myself, 'Well, sir,' he added, 'I understand you are taking a tramp
through our forest here for the pleasure of the thing?'
'Why, yes, sir,' said I; 'and I must say I am very well
entertained.'
'I envy you,' said he. 'I have jogged many miles of it myself when
I was younger. My youth lies buried about here under every
heather-bush, like the soul of the licentiate Lucius. But you
should have a guide. The pleasure of this country is much in the
legends, which grow as plentiful as blackberries.' And directing
my attention to a little fragment of a broken wall no greater than
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: deep and unwavering and masterful, looked out of a face as brown
as Wyoming. He was got up with no thought of effect, but the
tigerish litheness, the picturesque competency of him, spake
louder than costuming.
"Aren't you really hurt worse than you pretend? I'm sure your
ankle ought to be attended to as soon as possible."
"Don't tell me you're a lady doctor, ma'am," he burlesqued his
alarm.
"Can you tell me where the nearest ranch house is?" she asked,
ignoring his diversion.
"The Lazy D is the nearest, I reckon."
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