| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Vision Splendid by William MacLeod Raine: allusion to it Captain Chunn had exploded into vigorous denial. It
was a puzzle the meaning of which she could not guess.
"He has several times mentioned his wish to thank you for your
kindness," Jeff mentioned.
"I'll be glad to meet him." Swiftly she flashed a question at him.
"Is he James Farnum's father?"
"Haven't you read the papers? He is said to be mine."
"But he isn't. He isn't. I see it now. James was ashamed to
acknowledge a father who had been in prison. Your enemies made a
mistake and you let it go."
"It's all long since past. I wouldn't say anything about it to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: "You say no watch was left you? Was there a piece of chain like
that?"
"No chain at all," I said sulkily. "No jewelry of any kind, except
plain gold buttons in the shirt I am wearing."
"Where are your glasses?" he threw at me suddenly: instinctively my
hand went to my eyes. My glasses had been gone all morning, and I
had not even noticed their absence. The little man smiled cynically
and held out the chain.
"I must ask you to examine this," he insisted. "Isn't it a part of
the fine gold chain you wear over your ear?"
I didn't want to touch the thing: the stain at the end made me
The Man in Lower Ten |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Marriage Contract by Honore de Balzac: haven't a penny," thought Solonet, who, in the solitude of his study,
had strategically massed his forces, drawn up his propositions, manned
the drawbridge of discussion, and prepared the point at which the
opposing party, thinking the affair a failure, could suddenly be led
into a compromise which would end in the triumph of his client.
The white dress with its rose-colored ribbons, the Sevigne curls,
Natalie's tiny foot, her winning glance, her pretty fingers constantly
employed in adjusting curls that needed no adjustment, these girlish
manoeuvres like those of a peacock spreading his tail, had brought
Paul to the point at which his future mother-in-law desired to see
him. He was intoxicated with love, and his eyes, the sure thermometer
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