| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: humour. Also, having mixed a great deal with the Dutch, I knew that
there was another side to the question, namely, that the missionaries
sometimes traduced them (as, in fact, they did), and that British rule,
or rather, party government, played strange tricks with the interests of
distant dependencies. That permanent officials and im-permanent ones
too--such as governors full of a little brief authority--often
misrepresented and oppressed them. That Kaffirs, encouraged by the
variegated policy of these party governments and their servants,
frequently stole their stock; and if they found a chance, murdered them
with their women and children, as they had tried to do at Maraisfontein;
though there, it is true, they had some provocation. That British
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells: man to develop a proposal of taking train forthwith to
Winchester. "They MUST be going to Winchester," he explained. It
was inevitable. To-morrow Sunday, Winchester a cathedral town,
road going nowhere else of the slightest importance,
"But Mr. Dangle?"
"He will simply go on until he has to pass something, and then he
will break his neck. I have seen Dangle drive before. It's
scarcely likely a dog-cart, especially a hired dog-cart, will
overtake bicycles in the cool of the evening. Rely upon me, Mrs.
Milton--"
"I am in your hands," she said, with pathetic littleness, looking
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: speedily as possible.
"I could wish," said he, "that it were all settled in one way or
another, and that this fair Briseis were removed from our camp
before the return of our Highland Achilles, Allan M'Aulay.--I
fear some fatal feud in that quarter, Menteith--and I believe it
would be best that Sir Duncan be dismissed on his parole, and
that you accompany him and his daughter as his escort. The
journey can be made chiefly by water, so will not greatly
incommode his wound--and your own, my friend, will be an
honourable excuse for the absence of some time from my camp."
"Never!" said Menteith. "Were I to forfeit the very hope that
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