| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: 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
shall talk - you shall be wonderful!"
"We don't meet often enough," St. George allowed, shaking hands
with his disciple. "Too many things - ah too many things! But we
must make it up in the country in September. You won't forget
you've promised me that?"
"Why he's coming on the twenty-fifth - you'll see him then," said
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells: Ray had shaved the chimney tops and passed. Yet, save our-
selves, there did not seem to be a living soul on Maybury
Hill. The majority of the inhabitants had escaped, I suppose,
by way of the Old Woking road--the road I had taken when
I drove to Leatherhead--or they had hidden.
We went down the lane, by the body of the man in black,
sodden now from the overnight hail, and broke into the
woods at the foot of the hill. We pushed through these
towards the railway without meeting a soul. The woods
across the line were but the scarred and blackened ruins of
woods; for the most part the trees had fallen, but a certain
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard: whispered to me as I came abreast of her. "That is unkind of you, and I
should have wept much. However, it was not so fated."
"I was going to ride up and bid farewell when the oxen were inspanned,"
I answered. "But who is that man?"
"You will find out presently, Macumazahn. Look, my father is beckoning
to us."
So I went on to the circle, and as I advanced Umbezi rose and, taking me
by the hand, led me to the big man, saying:
"This is Masapo, chief of the Amansomi, of the Quabe race, who desires
to know you, Macumazahn."
"Very kind of him, I am sure," I replied coolly, as I threw my eye over
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