| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: were struggling with fretful babies, or trying to keep
their older offspring from the fascination of the
track; girls and their "fellows" were giggling and
shoving, and passing about candy in sticky bags, and
older men, collarless and perspiring, were shifting
heavy children from one arm to the other, and keeping a
haggard eye on the scattered members of their families.
At last the train rumbled in, and engulfed the waiting
multitude. Harney swept Charity up on to the first car
and they captured a bench for two, and sat in happy
isolation while the train swayed and roared along
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: "But what are you going to do?" said the girl.
"Wait," said I over my shoulder. Again I put out my head. In
the distance I could see red houses- Ringley. I put up my right
hand and felt for the chain. As I did so, there seemed to be
less weigh on the train- a strange feeling. I hesitated, the
wind flying in my face. We were not going so fast- so evenly.
Yet, if we had run through Shy Junction, surely we were not going
to stop at- The next moment I saw what it was. We were the last
coach, and there was a gap, widening slowly, between us and the
rest of the train. We had been slipped. I took in my head to
find my companion clasping my arm and crying.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: 'Yes,' he, replied, 'your mother's nephew. Don't you like him!'
Catherine looked queer.
'Is he not a handsome lad?' he continued.
The uncivil little thing stood on tiptoe, and whispered a sentence
in Heathcliff's ear. He laughed; Hareton darkened: I perceived he
was very sensitive to suspected slights, and had obviously a dim
notion of his inferiority. But his master or guardian chased the
frown by exclaiming -
'You'll be the favourite among us, Hareton! She says you are a -
What was it? Well, something very flattering. Here! you go with
her round the farm. And behave like a gentleman, mind! Don't use
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