| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan: everybody beside--I know him to be artful selfish and malicious--
while with Sir Peter, and indeed with all his acquaintance,
He passes for a youthful Miracle of Prudence--good sense
and Benevolence.
VERJUICE. Yes yes--I know Sir Peter vows He has not his equal
in England; and, above all, He praises him as a MAN OF SENTIMENT.
LADY SNEERWELL. True and with the assistance of his sentiments
and hypocrisy he has brought Sir Peter entirely in his interests
with respect to Maria and is now I believe attempting to flatter
Lady Teazle into the same good opinion towards him--while poor
Charles has no Friend in the House--though I fear he has a powerful
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: The detective walked over, and raising the placard with his cane,
read the words on it. "That's right," he said to himself. Amster
gave a look on the paper. But he could not connect the contents of
the notice with the case of the kidnapped lady, and he shook his
head in surprise when Muller turned to him with the words: "The lady
we are looking for is not insane." On the paper was announced in
large letters that a reward would be offered to the finder of a red
and green parrot which had escaped from a neighbouring house.
Muller rang the bell and they had to wait some few minutes before
the door opened with great creakings, and the towsled head of an
old woman peered out.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: Incidentally, I should not have minded if I had. But now it was
a very different matter. Mentally and physically the luggage
embarrassed me. My appearance proclaimed an exodus- suggested a
flight. Of course, if I did meet a servant, I should try and
bluff my way out; but- There was no doubt about it this was one
of the tighter places.
I lighted a cigarette. Then I put the parasol under my arm and
opened the door. Not a sound. I picked up her bag and my case,
and started.
I am sure there is not another edifice in England with so many
creaking boards. They shrieked beneath me at every step. At the
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