| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wrecker by Stevenson & Osbourne: borrow. I don't believe there's another man but me in 'Frisco,"
he cried, with a sudden fervor of self admiration, "who could
have raised that last ten thousand!--Then there's another thing.
I had hoped you might have peddled that opium through the
islands, which is safer and more profitable. But with this
three-month limit, you must make tracks for Honolulu straight,
and communicate by steamer. I'll try to put up something for
you there; I'll have a man spoken to who's posted on that line of
biz. Keep a bright lookout for him as soon's you make the
islands; for it's on the cards he might pick you up at sea in a
whaleboat or a steam-launch, and bring the dollars right on
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells: if it came through me. Put me on a better footing, so to speak.
Well, I 'ad three days before me left of my 'olidays, so there
wasn't no hurry, so I covered it up and went on digging, and tried
to puzzle out 'ow I was to make sure of it. Only I couldn't.
"I thought," said Mr. Brisher, "AND I thought. Once I got regular
doubtful whether I'd seen it or not, and went down to it and 'ad it
uncovered again, just as her ma came out to 'ang up a bit of washin'
she'd done. Jumps again! Afterwards I was just thinking I'd 'ave
another go at it, when Jane comes to tell me dinner was ready.
'You'll want it,' she said, 'seeing all the 'ole you've dug.'
"I was in a regular daze all dinner, wondering whether that chap
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom by William and Ellen Craft: daring to attempt to escape in the manner which
we contemplated.
We shook hands, said farewell, and started in
different directions for the railway station. I took
the nearest possible way to the train, for fear I
should be recognized by some one, and got into the
negro car in which I knew I should have to ride;
but my MASTER (as I will now call my wife) took a
longer way round, and only arrived there with the
bulk of the passengers. He obtained a ticket
for himself and one for his slave to Savannah, the
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