| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of Unrest by Joseph Conrad: He paused, listened with his ear turned to the doorway, then shook
his head and went on:
"My brother wanted to shout the cry of challenge--one cry only--to
let the people know we were freeborn robbers who trusted our arms and
the great sea. And again I begged him in the name of our love to be
silent. Could I not hear her breathing close to me? I knew the pursuit
would come quick enough. My brother loved me. He dipped his paddle
without a splash. He only said, 'There is half a man in you now--the
other half is in that woman. I can wait. When you are a whole man
again, you will come back with me here to shout defiance. We are sons
of the same mother.' I made no answer. All my strength and all my
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tom Grogan by F. Hopkinson Smith: yer name. The board thought maybe ye'd like to come in wid us.
The dues is only two dollars a month. We're a-regulatin' the
prices for next year, stevedorin' an' haulin', an' the rates'll be
sent out next week." The stopper was now out of the oil-bottle.
"How many members have ye got?" she asked quietly.
"Hundred an' seventy-three in our branch of the Knights."
"All pay two dollars a month?"
"That's about the size of it," said Crimmins.
"What do we git when we jine?"
"Well, we all pull together--that's one thing. One man's strike's
every man's strike. The capitalists been tryin' to down us, an'
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: Mrs. Eppingwell and Floyd Vanderlip. Mrs. Eppingwell had just
found the opportunity to talk with the man. She had determined,
now that Flossie was so near at hand, to proceed directly to the
point, and an incisive little ethical discourse was titillating on
the end of her tongue, when the couple became three. She noted,
and pleasurably, the faintly foreign accent of the "Beg pardon"
with which the furred woman prefaced her immediate appropriation
of Floyd Vanderlip; and she courteously bowed her permission for
them to draw a little apart.
Then it was that Mrs. McFee's righteous hand descended, and
accompanying it in its descent was a black mask torn from a
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