| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Soul of a Bishop by H. G. Wells: up. The night was chilly, and a cheerful wood fire cracking and
banging on the fireplace emphasized the ordinary heating. Mrs.
Garstein Fellows, who had not expected so prompt an appearance of
the men, had arranged her chairs in a semicircle for a little
womanly gossip, and before she could intervene she found her
party, with the exception of Lord Gatling, who had drifted just a
little too noticeably with Miss Barnsetter into a window, sitting
round with a conscious air, that was perhaps just a trifle too
apparent, of being "good."
And Mr. Bent plunged boldly into general conversation.
"Are you reading anything now, Mrs. Garstein Fellows?" he
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from My Aunt Margaret's Mirror by Walter Scott: the world; and useless and unavailing as that may be while
actually possessed by the sufferer, it is, to a mind like Lady
Forester's, most painful to know she has it not.
The tattle of society did its best to place the peccant husband
above the suffering wife. Some called her a poor, spiritless
thing, and declared that, with a little of her sister's spirit,
she might have brought to reason any Sir Philip whatsoever, were
it the termagant Falconbridge himself. But the greater part of
their acquaintance affected candour, and saw faults on both
sides--though, in fact, there only existed the oppressor and the
oppressed. The tone of such critics was, "To be sure, no one
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: Hollingwood will fit thee with a wreathed bascinet I have within,
and a juppon embroidered with my arms and colors."
When Myles had made his bow and left his patron, he flew across
the quadrangle, and burst into the armory upon Gascoyne, whom he
found still lingering there, chatting with one or two of the
older bachelors.
"What thinkest thou, Francis?" he cried, wild with excitement.
"An honor hath been done me this day I could never have hoped to
enjoy. Out of all this household, Lord George hath chose me his
equerry for the day to ride to meet the King. Come, hasten to
help me to arm! Art thou not glad of this thing for my sake,
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