| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson: call to keep up the morality business."
"You're a damned rogue, my man," said the Captain.
"Come, come, Cap'n, be just," returned the other. "There's no call
to be angry with me in earnest. I'm on'y a chara'ter in a sea
story. I don't really exist."
"Well, I don't really exist either," says the Captain, "which seems
to meet that."
"I wouldn't set no limits to what a virtuous chara'ter might
consider argument," responded Silver. "But I'm the villain of this
tale, I am; and speaking as one sea-faring man to another, what I
want to know is, what's the odds?"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from To-morrow by Joseph Conrad: on a leg stepping out. He swung about and stood
still, facing the illuminated parlour window at her
back, turning his head from side to side, laughing
softly to himself.
"Just fancy, for a minute, the old man's beard
stuck on to my chin. Hey? Now say. I was the
very spit of him from a boy."
"It's true," she murmured to herself.
"And that's about as far as it goes. He was al-
ways one of your domestic characters. Why, I re-
member how he used to go about looking very sick
To-morrow |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pool in the Desert by Sara Jeanette Duncan: attraction. 'I find the young lady very tolerable, very creditable,
very nice. I find the relation atrocious. There you have it. I
would like to break the relation into pieces,' I went on recklessly,
'and throw it into the sea. Such things should be tempered to one.
I should feel it much less if she occupied another cabin, and would
consent to call me Elizabeth or Jane. It is not as if I had been
her mother always. One grows fastidious at forty--new intimacies
are only possible then on a basis of temperament--'
I paused; it seemed to me that I was making excuses, and I had not
the least desire in the world to do that.
'How awfully rough on the girl!' said Dacres Tottenham.
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