| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson: courtesy. Knappe, who seems always to have been good-natured,
revised his orders, and consented not only to an interview, but to
allow Moli to continue to accompany the king. So these two were
carried to the man-of-war, and sailed many a day, still supposing
themselves bound for Samoa; and lo! she came to a country the like
of which they had never dreamed of, and cast anchor in the great
lagoon of Jaluit; and upon that narrow land the exiles were set on
shore. This was the part of his captivity on which he looked back
with the most bitterness. It was the last, for one thing, and he
was worn down with the long suspense, and terror, and deception.
He could not bear the brackish water; and though "the Germans were
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Daisy Miller by Henry James: the parapet. Winterbourne had asked the coachman to stop;
he now descended from the carriage. His companion looked
at him a moment in silence; then, while he raised his hat,
she drove majestically away. Winterbourne stood there;
he had turned his eyes toward Daisy and her cavalier.
They evidently saw no one; they were too deeply occupied
with each other. When they reached the low garden wall,
they stood a moment looking off at the great flat-topped
pine clusters of the Villa Borghese; then Giovanelli
seated himself, familiarly, upon the broad ledge of the wall.
The western sun in the opposite sky sent out a brilliant
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard: a little 'scherm', or small enclosure, fenced with thorn bushes,
and to light a fire. I, with Sir Henry and Umslopogaas, would
go out to shoot something for the pot. Generally this was an
easy task, for all sorts of game abounded on the banks of the
Tana. One night Sir Henry shot a young cow-giraffe, of which
the marrow-bones were excellent; on another I got a couple of
waterbuck right and left; and once, to his own intense satisfaction,
Umslopogaas (who, like most Zulus, was a vile shot with a rifle)
managed to kill a fine fat eland with a Martini I had lent him.
Sometimes we varied our food by shooting some guinea-fowl, or
bush-bustard (paau) -- both of which were numerous -- with a
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