| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom by William and Ellen Craft: tickets in Charleston to pass us through to Phila-
delphia, and therefore you have no right to detain
us here." "Well, sir," said the man, indignantly,
"right or no right, we shan't let you go." These
sharp words fell upon our anxious hearts like the
crack of doom, and made us feel that hope only
smiles to deceive.
For a few moments perfect silence prevailed. My
master looked at me, and I at him, but neither of
us dared to speak a word, for fear of making some
blunder that would tend to our detection. We
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells: "Attendez! Ecco! Adesso noi andiamo con questa cattivissimo
cavallo a Piedimulera. Si noi arrivero in safety, securo that is,
pagaremo. Non altro. Si noi abbiamo accidento Dio--Dio have mercy
on your sinful soul. See! Capisce? That's all." *
* "Now we will go with this beastly horse to Piedimulera. If we get
there safely I will pay. If we have an accident, then--"
He turned to Amanda. "Get back into the thing," he said. "We won't
have these stinking beasts think we are afraid of the job. I've
just made sure he won't have a profit by it if we smash up. That's
all. I might have known what he was up to when he wanted the money
beforehand." He came to the doorway and with a magnificent gesture
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Princess by Alfred Tennyson: So I and some went out to these: we climbed
The slope to Vivian-place, and turning saw
The happy valleys, half in light, and half
Far-shadowing from the west, a land of peace;
Gray halls alone among their massive groves;
Trim hamlets; here and there a rustic tower
Half-lost in belts of hop and breadths of wheat;
The shimmering glimpses of a stream; the seas;
A red sail, or a white; and far beyond,
Imagined more than seen, the skirts of France.
'Look there, a garden!' said my college friend,
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