| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Aeroplanes and Dirigibles of War by Frederick A. Talbot: and buildings are of the quick firing type, the object being to
hurl a steady, con tinuous stream of missiles upon the swiftly
moving aeroplane. Some of the weapons throw a one-pound shell
and are closely similar to the pom-pom which proved so effective
during the South African war. Machine guns also have been
extensively adopted for this duty by all the combatants, their
range of approximately 2,000 yards and rapidity of fire being
distinctly valuable when hostile aircraft descend to an altitude
which brings them within the range of the weapon.
The greatest difficulty in connection with this phase of
artillery, however, is not so much the evolution of a serviceable
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Secret Sharer by Joseph Conrad: He was out of breath with whispering; I could hear him pant slightly.
It was all very simple. The same strung-up force which had given twenty-four
men a chance, at least, for their lives, had, in a sort of recoil,
crushed an unworthy mutinous existence.
But I had no leisure to weigh the merits of the matter--
footsteps in the saloon, a heavy knock. "There's enough wind
to get under way with, sir." Here was the call of a new claim
upon my thoughts and even upon my feelings.
"Turn the hands up," I cried through the door. "I'll be on deck directly."
I was going out to make the acquaintance of my ship.
Before I left the cabin our eyes met--the eyes of the only
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Cousin Betty by Honore de Balzac: grandeur of the Catholic Church, to which she flew like a wounded
dove.
Crevel was dazzled, astounded.
"Madame, I am your slave, without conditions," said he, in an
inspiration of generosity. "We will look into this matter--and--
whatever you want--the impossible even--I will do. I will pledge my
securities at the Bank, and in two hours you shall have the money."
"Good God! a miracle!" said poor Adeline, falling on her knees.
She prayed to Heaven with such fervor as touched Crevel deeply; Madame
Hulot saw that he had tears in his eyes when, having ended her prayer,
she rose to her feet.
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