| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: Sir Dugald Dalgetty, whom Montrose resolved to invite, as having
been a confidant to the circumstances which preceded it. But
even Sir Dugald hesitated, looked on the elbows of his doublet,
and the knees of his leather breeches, and mumbled out a sort of
reluctant acquiescence in the invitation, providing he should
find it possible, after consulting with the noble bridegroom.
Montrose was somewhat surprised, but scorning to testify
displeasure, he left Sir Dugald to pursue his own course.
This carried him instantly to the chamber of the bride-groom,
who, amidst the scanty wardrobe which his camp-equipage afforded,
was seeking for such articles as might appear to the best
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Soul of a Bishop by H. G. Wells: episcopal routine again. It was only when he was back in his own
palace that the full weight of his domestic responsibilities in
the discussion of the course he had to take, became apparent.
Lady Ella met him with affection and solicitude.
"I was tired and mentally fagged," he said. "A day or so in
London had an effect of change."
She agreed that he looked much better, and remained for a
moment or so scrutinizing him with the faint anxiety of one
resolved to be completely helpful.
He regarded her with a renewed sense of her grace and dignity
and kindliness. She was wearing a grey dress of soft silky
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen: understand my meaning; not shrewd in the mere business sense of
the word, but a man who really knows something about men and
life. Well, I laid the case before him, and he was evidently
impressed. He said it needed consideration, and asked me to
come again in the course of a week. A few days later I received
this extraordinary letter."
Austin took the envelope, drew out the letter, and read
it curiously. It ran as follows:--
"MY DEAR VILLIERS,--I have thought over the matter on
which you consulted me the other night, and my advice to you is
this. Throw the portrait into the fire, blot out the story from
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