|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Woodlanders by Thomas Hardy:
marry him. The arrangement--for it was little more--had worked
satisfactorily enough; Grace had thriven, and Melbury had not
He returned to the spar-house and found Giles near at hand, to
whom he explained the change of plan. "As she won't arrive till
five o'clock, you can get your business very well over in time to
receive her," said Melbury. "The green gig will do for her;
you'll spin along quicker with that, and won't be late upon the
road. Her boxes can be called for by one of the wagons."
Winterborne, knowing nothing of the timber-merchant's restitutory
aims, quietly thought all this to be a kindly chance. Wishing
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne:
'I wonder what the devil they would be at,' thought Sergeant
Brand; and, looking fearfully back, he saw the trio standing
together in the midst of the way, like folk consulting. The
bravest of military heroes are not always equal to themselves as
to their reputation; and fear, on some singular provocation, will
find a lodgment in the most unfamiliar bosom. The word
'detective' might have been heard to gurgle in the sergeant's
throat; and vigorously applying the whip, he fled up the
riverside road to Great Haverham, at the gallop of the carrier's
horse. The lights of the houseboat flashed upon the flying waggon
as it passed; the beat of hoofs and the rattle of the vehicle
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Herodias by Gustave Flaubert:
All this was not lost upon Herodias, who watched him narrowly.
"Who is that maiden?" the tetrarch asked at last.
Herodias replied that she did not know, and her fierce demeanour
suddenly changed to one of gentleness and amiability.
At the entrance to the castle the tetrarch was awaited by several
Galileans, the master of the scribes, the chief of the land stewards,
the manager of the salt mines, and a Jew from Babylon, commanding his
troops of horse. As the tetrarch approached the group, he was greeted
with respectful enthusiasm. Acknowledging the acclamations with a
grave salute, he entered the castle.
As he proceeded along one of the corridors, Phanuel suddenly sprang