| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Book of Remarkable Criminals by H. B. Irving: We are accustomed to look for a certain vastness, grandeur of
scale in the achievements of America. A study of American crime
will show that it does not disappoint us in this expectation.
The extent and audacity of the crimes of Holmes are proof of it.
To find a counterpart in imaginative literature to the complete
criminal of the Holmes type we must turn to the pages of
Shakespeare. In the number of his victims, the cruelty and
insensibility with which he attains his ends, his unblushing
hypocrisy, the fascination he can exercise at will over others,
the Richard III. of Shakespeare shows how clearly the poet
understood the instinctive criminal of real life. The Richard of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: been all right," he added. "But I was in too great a hurry and
forged Mr. Clymer's signature to a check for five thousand dollars
and presented it at the Metropolis Trust Company. As luck would
have it Mr. Turnbull cashed it for me himself."
"But didn't he suspect you?" exclaimed Clymer. He had gradually
recovered from the shock of Rochester's charges on his arrival,
and was listening with keen attention to Sylvester's confession.
"No. I made the check payable to Colonel McIntyre and forged his
endorsement," Sylvester spoke with an air of pride, and he smiled
in malicious enjoyment as, catching his eye, Barbara shrank back
and sheltered herself behind Kent. "Mr. Turnbull accepted the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith: through her great precaution, was going to keep the messenger too. Ha!
ha! ha!
HASTINGS. He! he! he! They're safe, however.
MARLOW. As a guinea in a miser's purse.
HASTINGS. (Aside.) So now all hopes of fortune are at an end, and we
must set off without it. (To him.) Well, Charles, I'll leave you to
your meditations on the pretty bar-maid, and, he! he! he! may you be as
successful for yourself, as you have been for me! [Exit.]
MARLOW. Thank ye, George: I ask no more. Ha! ha! ha!
Enter HARDCASTLE.
HARDCASTLE. I no longer know my own house. It's turned all
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