| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: shoulders as Danglar snarled. "Yes, yes; I will hurry. I am almost
through. While it was not made public throughout the country,
inasmuch as the rajah's son was more or less an official guest of
the government, the details of the accident were of course known
locally, as also was the fact that the young rajah in token of his
gratitude had presented Deemer with a collection of jewels of
almost priceless worth. We resumed our journey; Deemer, who was a
man in very moderate circumstances, and who had probably never had
any means in his life before, went to New York, presumably to have
his first real holiday, and, as it turned out, to dispose of the
stones, or at least a portion of them. When we reached the coast
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll: As he wrote with a pen in each hand,
And explained all the while in a popular style
Which the Beaver could well understand.
"Taking Three as the subject to reason about--
A convenient number to state--
We add Seven, and Ten, and then multiply out
By One Thousand diminished by Eight.
"The result we proceed to divide, as you see,
By Nine Hundred and Ninety Two:
Then subtract Seventeen, and the answer must be
Exactly and perfectly true.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Turn of the Screw by Henry James: "He was looking for little Miles." A portentous clearness now possessed me.
"THAT'S whom he was looking for."
"But how do you know?"
"I know, I know, I know!" My exaltation grew. "And YOU know, my dear!"
She didn't deny this, but I required, I felt, not even so much
telling as that. She resumed in a moment, at any rate:
"What if HE should see him?"
"Little Miles? That's what he wants!"
She looked immensely scared again. "The child?"
"Heaven forbid! The man. He wants to appear to THEM."
That he might was an awful conception, and yet, somehow, I could
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