| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: girl! A big girl!'
She had given it a shawl when it was born, and celluloid ducks for
Christmas.
'There, Josephine! Who's that come to see you? Who's this, Josephine?
Lady Chatterley--you know Lady Chatterley, don't you?'
The queer pert little mite gazed cheekily at Connie. Ladyships were
still all the same to her.
'Come! Will you come to me?' said Connie to the baby.
The baby didn't care one way or another, so Connie picked her up and
held her in her lap. How warm and lovely it was to hold a child in
one's lap, and the soft little arms, the unconscious cheeky little
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Virginibus Puerisque by Robert Louis Stevenson: stiletto, and who passes three-fourths of his time in a dream
and the rest in open self-deception, and we expect him to be
as nice upon a matter of fact as a scientific expert bearing
evidence. Upon my heart, I think it less than decent. You do
not consider how little the child sees, or how swift he is to
weave what he has seen into bewildering fiction; and that he
cares no more for what you call truth, than you for a
gingerbread dragoon.
I am reminded, as I write, that the child is very
inquiring as to the precise truth of stories. But indeed this
is a very different matter, and one bound up with the subject
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Edition of The Ambassadors by Henry James: there opposite to her, but without gloom. "Whom has Chad brought?
He's full of ideas. And I wrote to Sarah," he added, "the first
thing this morning. So I'm square. I'm ready for them."
She neglected certain parts of this speech in the interest of
others. "Marie said to me the other day that she felt him to have
the makings of an immense man of business."
"There it is. He's the son of his father!"
"But SUCH a father!"
"Ah just the right one from that point of view! But it isn't his
father in him," Strether added, "that troubles me."
"What is it then?" He came back to his breakfast; he partook
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