| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: suddenly opened the door, and in a flash stepped back into the hall,
and closed and locked the door, and whipped out the key from the
lock.
And inside Pinkie Bonn made no sound.
It was done now. Rhoda Gray drew in her breath in a great choking
gasp of relief. She found herself trembling violently. She found
her limbs were bearing her none too steadily, as she began to grope
her way now along the black hall toward the back door. But it was
done now, and - No, she was not safe away, even yet! Some one was
coming in through that back door just ahead of her; or, at least,
she heard voices out there.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Land that Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: from the crew's room just now," he went on. "She'd been in
gassin' wit' the boche commander. Benson seen her in there las'
night, too, but he never said nothin' till I goes on watch tonight.
Benson's sorter slow in the head, an' he never puts two an' two
together till some one else has made four out of it."
If the man had come in and struck me suddenly in the face, I
could have been no more surprised.
"Say nothing of this to anyone," I ordered. "Keep your eyes and
ears open and report every suspicious thing you see or hear."
The man saluted and left me; but for an hour or more I tossed,
restless, upon my hard bunk in an agony of jealousy and fear.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Circular Staircase by Mary Roberts Rinehart: salaries in a congenial occupation.
"What is it, Miss Innes?" he asked anxiously.
"There is some one locked in the laundry," I replied. "Mr.
Jamieson wants you to help him break the lock. Warner, whose bag
is this?"
He was in the doorway by this time, and he pretended not to hear.
"Warner," I called, "come back here. Whose bag is this?"
He stopped then, but he did not turn around.
"It's--it belongs to Thomas," he said, and fled up the drive.
To Thomas! A London bag with mirrors and cosmetic jars of which
Thomas could not even have guessed the use! However, I put the
The Circular Staircase |
