| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tom Grogan by F. Hopkinson Smith: At this instant there was a slight commotion at the end of the
hall. Half a dozen men nearest the door left their seats and
crowded to the top of the staircase. Then came a voice outside:
"Fall back; don't block up the door! Get back there!" The
excitement was so great that the proceedings of the board were
stopped.
The throng parted, The men near the table stood still. An ominous
silence suddenly prevailed. Daniel McGaw twisted his head, turned
ghastly white, and would have fallen from his chair but for
Dempsey.
Advancing through the door with slow, measured tread, her long
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: a bicycle, eats with knife and fork, counts up to ten, and ever
so many other wonderful things, and can I go and see it too?
Oh, please, Mother--please let me."
Patting the boy's cheek affectionately, the mother shook her
head negatively. "No, Jack," she said; "you know I do not
approve of such exhibitions."
"I don't see why not, Mother," replied the boy. "All the
other fellows go and they go to the Zoo, too, and you'll never
let me do even that. Anybody'd think I was a girl--or
a mollycoddle. Oh, Father," he exclaimed, as the door opened
to admit a tall gray-eyed man. "Oh, Father, can't I go?"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dust by Mr. And Mrs. Haldeman-Julius: my eyes couldn't see it."
"It's a mystery, dear," the little word limped out awkwardly,
"but God's ways are not ours."
"Not a mystery," he corrected, "just a heap of tricks; funny
ones, sad ones, sensible ones, and crazy ones--and of all the
crazy ones this is the worst. But, what's the use? If there's a
God, as you believe, it doesn't do any good to argue with Him,
and if it's as I think and there's no God, there's no one to
argue with. But never mind about that now--it's no matter. You'll
listen carefully, won't you, Rose?"
"Yes, Martin."
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