The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: flourish threw the door open.
I walked in and saw a mean, bare chamber with barred windows.
The floor was indifferently clean, there was no furniture. The
yellow light of the lanthorn falling on the stained walls gave
the place the look of a dungeon. I turned to the two men. 'This
is not a very good room,' I said. 'And it feels damp. Have you
no other?'
Louis looked doubtfully at his companion. But the porter shook
his head stubbornly.
'Why does he not speak?' I asked with impatience.
'He is dumb,' Louis answered.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Gorgias by Plato: POLUS: In what? I wish that you would explain to me.
SOCRATES: An experience in producing a sort of delight and gratification,
Polus.
POLUS: Then are cookery and rhetoric the same?
SOCRATES: No, they are only different parts of the same profession.
POLUS: Of what profession?
SOCRATES: I am afraid that the truth may seem discourteous; and I hesitate
to answer, lest Gorgias should imagine that I am making fun of his own
profession. For whether or no this is that art of rhetoric which Gorgias
practises I really cannot tell:--from what he was just now saying, nothing
appeared of what he thought of his art, but the rhetoric which I mean is a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: leave, Mademoiselle. I have listened to a good deal of talk from
this fine gentleman friend of yours. He has spent the last
twenty-four hours saying "You shall!" and "You shall not!" He
came from you and took a very high tone because we laid a little
whip-lash about that dumb devil of yours. He called us brutes
and beasts, and but for him I am not sure that my friend would
not now be alive. But when he said a few minutes ago that he was
glad--glad of it, d--him!--then I fixed it in my mind that I
would be even with him. And I am going to be!'
'What do you mean?' Mademoiselle asked, wearily interrupting
him. 'If you think that you can prejudice me against this
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