| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wrecker by Stevenson & Osbourne: to and roll out beef and water breakers; it'll look more
shipshape--like as if we were getting ready for the boat
voyage."
And he was back again in a moment, cooking the new log.
Goddedaal's was then carefully destroyed, and a hunt began for
the ship's papers. Of all the agonies of that breathless morning,
this was perhaps the most poignant. Here and there the two
men searched, cursing, cannoning together, streaming with
heat, freezing with terror. News was bawled down to them that
the ship was indeed a man-of-war, that she was close up, that
she was lowering a boat; and still they sought in vain. By what
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley: up to the French government; he had consequently hired a vessel to
convey him to Constantinople, for which city he should sail in a few hours.
He intended to leave his daughter under the care of a confidential servant,
to follow at her leisure with the greater part of his property,
which had not yet arrived at Leghorn.
"When alone, Safie resolved in her own mind the plan of conduct
that it would become her to pursue in this emergency. A residence
in Turkey was abhorrent to her; her religion and her feelings were
alike averse to it. By some papers of her father which fell into
her hands she heard of the exile of her lover and learnt the name
of the spot where he then resided. She hesitated some time,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: looking at the figure on the bed.
"Uncle Otto," she said presently, laying her hand down on the newspaper,
and causing the old German to look up over his glasses, "how long did that
man say he had been walking?"
"Since this morning, poor fellow! A gentleman--not accustomed to walking--
horse died--poor fellow!" said the German, pushing out his lip and glancing
commiseratingly over his spectacles in the direction of the bed where the
stranger lay, with his flabby double chin, and broken boots through which
the flesh shone.
"And do you believe him, Uncle Otto?"
"Believe him? why of course I do. He himself told me the story three times
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