|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard:
Again she fired. They were at least more cautious now in their rush
- no one seemed anxious to be first upon the stairs. She cast a
wild glance through the open door into the garret at her side. The
two forms in there, on their feet again, were spinning around and
around with the strange, lurching gyrations of automatons - and then
she saw the Adventurer whip a terrific blow to Danglar's face - and
Danglar fall and lie still - and the Adventurer come leaping toward
But faces were showing now above the level of the floor, and there
was suddenly an increased uproar from further back in the rear until
it seemed that pandemonium itself were loosed.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from At the Sign of the Cat & Racket by Honore de Balzac:
"Mademoiselle Augustine! Mademoiselle Augustine!" exclaimed Joseph
Lebas in his rapture.
He was about to rush out of the room when he felt himself clutched by
a hand of iron, and his astonished master spun him round in front of
him once more.
"What has Augustine to do with this matter?" he asked, in a voice
which instantly froze the luckless Joseph.
"Is it not she that--that--I love?" stammered the assistant.
Much put out by his own want of perspicacity, Guillaume sat down
again, and rested his long head in his hands to consider the
perplexing situation in which he found himself. Joseph Lebas,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Pierrette by Honore de Balzac:
wished to watch all that night with the priests, and to sew with her
stiff old fingers her darling's shroud. Towards evening Brigaut left
the Auffray's house and went to Frappier's.
"I need not ask you, my poor boy, for news," said the cabinet-maker.
"Pere Frappier, yes, it is ended for her--but not for me."
He cast a look upon the different woods piled up around the shop,--a
look of painful meaning.
"I understand you, Brigaut," said his worthy master. "Take all you
want." And he showed him the oaken planks of two-inch thickness.
"Don't help me, Monsieur Frappier," said the Breton, "I wish to do it