|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart:
"What time was she here?"
"Late last night. And she had a light-haired man across the street.
If she thought I didn't see him, she don't know me." Then she
closed the door and left me to my bath and my reflections.
At five minutes before eight I was at the Incubator, where I found
Hotchkiss and McKnight. They were bending over a table, on which
lay McKnight's total armament - a pair of pistols, an elephant gun
and an old cavalry saber.
"Draw up a chair and help yourself to pie,' he said, pointing to
the arsenal. "This is for the benefit of our friend Hotchkiss here,
who says he is a small man and fond of life."
The Man in Lower Ten
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine:
How she hated her task, and him! She was a singularly honest
woman, but she must play the siren; must allure this scoundrel to
forgetfulness, with a hurried and yet elude the very familiarity
her manner invited. She knew her part, the heartless enticing
coquette, compounded half of passion and half of selfishness. It
was a hateful thing to do, this sacrifice of her personal
reticence, of the individual abstraction in which she wrapped
herself as a cloak, in order to hint at a possibility of some
intimacy of feeling between them. She shrank from it with a
repugnance hardly to be overcome, but she held herself with an
iron will and consummate art to the role she had undertaken. Two
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tattine by Ruth Ogden [Mrs. Charles W. Ide]:
that treacherous Black- and-white was kept close guarded, and then back she
fl‡w again to the aid of the little birds themselves. Softly she drew nearer
and nearer, saying over gently, "Whoa, Lizzie! dear little birdies!" until she
came very near and then she put out one hand towards them. That was enough for
the fledglings. Refreshed by their rest on the shafts, they flapped their
tiny wings and fluttered up to the anxious mother bird on the branches above
them, wholly unconscious that they had been in any peril whatsoever.
"And Black-and-white would have killed them, every one, if she had had the
chance," thought Tattine; "oh, if I only knew how to teach her a lesson!"
CHAPTER V. THE KIRKS AT HOME
Barney the donkey was harnessed, and Tattine sat in the little donkey-cart