| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lesser Bourgeoisie by Honore de Balzac: Charles Crochard would not dare to publicly accuse him, for that would
reveal the theft. In fact, on his trial Charles Crochard never said a
word of his mishap, and during the six years he spent at the galleys
(he was condemned to ten, but four were remitted) he did not open his
lips to a single soul about the treachery of which he had been a
victim."
"That was pretty plucky," said Cerizet; the tale excited him, and he
showed openly that he saw the matter as an artist and a connoisseur.
"In that interval," continued du Portail, "Madame Beaumesnil died,
leaving her daughter a few fragments of a once great fortune, and the
diamonds which the will expressly stated Lydie was to receive 'in case
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Land that Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: looked up as the noise approached apparently just above us, and
a moment later there followed a terrific explosion which hurled
us to the ground. When we clambered to our feet, we saw a large
section of the west wall torn and shattered. It was Olson who
first recovered from his daze sufficiently to guess the
explanation of the phenomenon.
"A shell!" he cried. "And there ain't no shells in Caspak
besides what's on the U-33. The dirty boches are shellin'
the fort. Come on!" And he grasped his rifle and started on
a run toward the lake. It was over two miles, but we did not pause
until the harbor was in view, and still we could not see the lake
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle: he made a cup of the palms of his hands, and began to drink.
On either side of the road, for a long distance, stood tangled
thickets of bushes and young trees, and it pleased Robin's heart
to hear the little birds singing therein, for it made him think
of Sherwood, and it seemed as though it had been a lifetime
since he had breathed the air of the woodlands. But of a sudden,
as he thus stooped, drinking, something hissed past his ear,
and struck with a splash into the gravel and water beside him.
Quick as a wink Robin sprang to his feet, and, at one bound,
crossed the stream and the roadside, and plunged headlong into
the thicket, without looking around, for he knew right well that
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