| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: very well indeed. He was eating his dinner like any other healthy man, and
talking and laughing with Lydia. This developed another unaccountable feeling
in Betty, but this time it was resentment. Who ever heard of a man, who was as
much in love as his letter said, looking well and enjoying himself with any
other than the object of his affections? He had got over it, that was all.
Just then Alfred turned and gazed full into Betty's eyes. She lowered them
instantly, but not so quickly that she failed to see in his a reproach.
"You are going to stay with us a while, are you not?" asked Betty of Isaac.
"No, Betts, not more than a day or so. Now, do not look so distressed. I do
not go back as a prisoner. Myeerah and I can often come and visit you. But
just now I want to get back and try to prevent the Delawares from urging Tarhe
Betty Zane |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: O'Reilly and the others began to pile the chairs on the tables.
Johnnie Gardener ran in from the office.
`Easy, boys, easy!' he entreated them. `You'll wake the cook,
and there'll be the devil to pay for me. She won't hear the music,
but she'll be down the minute anything's moved in the dining-room.'
`Oh, what do you care, Johnnie? Fire the cook and wire Molly
to bring another. Come along, nobody'll tell tales.'
Johnnie shook his head. `'S a fact, boys,' he said confidentially.
`If I take a drink in Black Hawk, Molly knows it in Omaha!'
His guests laughed and slapped him on the shoulder. `Oh, we'll make it
all right with Molly. Get your back up, Johnnie.'
My Antonia |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: She stared with all her brightness. "Do you mean you'd COME?"
"Like a shot, if you'll be so good as to ask me!"
"On Sunday then - this next Sunday?"
"What have I done that you should doubt it?" the young man asked
with delight.
Miss Fancourt turned instantly to St. George, who had now joined
them, and announced triumphantly: "He's coming on Sunday - this
next Sunday!"
"Ah my day - my day too!" said the famous novelist, laughing, to
their companion.
"Yes, but not yours only. You shall meet in Manchester Square; you
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