| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: So Halstead went, shrugging his shoulders and muttering as he passed me:
"I hope you really _can_ shoot."
After he had left I sat alone for a full hour with Dingaan while he
cross-examined me about the Dutch, their movements and their aims in
travelling to the confines of his country.
I answered his questions as best I could, trying to make out a good case
for them.
At length, when he grew weary of talking, he clapped his hands, whereon
a number of fine girls appeared, two of whom carried pots of beer, from
which he offered me drink.
I replied that I would have none, since beer made the hand shake and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Water-Babies by Charles Kingsley: him too, and make a dirty black chimney-sweep of him again. But,
when the professor poked him, it was more than he could bear; and,
between fright and rage, he turned to bay as valiantly as a mouse
in a corner, and bit the professor's finger till it bled.
"Oh! ah! yah!" cried he; and glad of an excuse to be rid of Tom,
dropped him on to the seaweed, and thence he dived into the water
and was gone in a moment.
"But it was a water-baby, and I heard it speak!" cried Ellie. "Ah,
it is gone!" And she jumped down off the rock, to try and catch
Tom before he slipped into the sea.
Too late! and what was worse, as she sprang down, she slipped, and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: in the meadows about Cortina. There was always a sweet spray of
music sprinkling down out of the sky, where the singers poised
unseen. It was like walking through a shower of melody.
From the Alp Pocol, which is simply a fair, lofty pasture, we had
our first full view of Nuvolau, rising bare and strong, like a huge
bastion, from the dark fir-woods. Through these our way led onward
now for seven miles, with but a slight ascent. Then turning off to
the left we began to climb sharply through the forest. There we
found abundance of the lovely Alpenrosen, which do not bloom on the
lower ground. Their colour is a deep, glowing pink, and when a
Tyrolese girl gives you one of these flowers to stick in the band
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