| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: the little white cottage. Blanche Devine was trying to make a
home for herself.
Blanche Devine used to come and watch them now and then as the
work progressed. She had a way of walking round and round the
house, looking up at it and poking at plaster and paint with her
umbrella or finger tip. One day she brought with her a man with
a spade. He spaded up a neat square of ground at the side of the
cottage and a long ridge near the fence that separated her yard
from that of the Very Young Couple next door. The ridge spelled
sweet peas and nasturtiums to our small-town eyes.
On the day that Blanche Devine moved in there was wild agitation
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: angrily from the fire, and went to the door, intending
to close it with a bang.
But when I reached it, I saw something, between door and
jamb, which stayed my hand. The door led to a shed in
which the housewife washed pots and the like. I felt
some surprise, therefore, when I found a light there at
this time of night; still more surprise when I saw what
she was doing.
She was seated on the mud floor, with a rush-light
before her, and on either side of her a high-piled heap
of refuse and rubbish. From one of these, at the moment
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Ebb-Tide by Stevenson & Osbourne: 'We'll say no more about it,' replied Davis.
Chapter 3. THE OLD CALABOOSE - DESTINY AT THE DOOR
The old calaboose, in which the waifs had so long harboured, is
a low, rectangular enclosure of building at the corner of a shady
western avenue and a little townward of the British consulate.
Within was a grassy court, littered with wreckage and the traces
of vagrant occupation. Six or seven cells opened from the court:
the doors, that had once been locked on mutinous whalermen,
rotting before them in the grass. No mark remained of their old
destination, except the rusty bars upon the windows.
The floor of one of the cells had been a little cleared; a bucket
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