| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson: the same tones. "For what did Jekyll"--he caught himself up at
the word with a start, and then conquering the weakness--"what
could Jekyll want with it?" he said.
"You may say that!" said Poole.
Next they turned to the business table. On the desk, among
the neat array of papers, a large envelope was uppermost, and
bore, in the doctor's hand, the name of Mr. Utterson. The lawyer
unsealed it, and several enclosures fell to the floor. The first
was a will, drawn in the same eccentric terms as the one which he
had returned six months before, to serve as a testament in case of
death and as a deed of gift in case of disappearance; but in place
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Horse's Tale by Mark Twain: was little. I'm going now."
"Look here; tell her that in view of the delay, it is my judgment
that she ought to enlarge the accused on his parole."
"Yes, sir, I'll tell her. Marse Tom?"
"Well?"
"She can't get to Soldier Boy, and he stands there all the time,
down in the mouth and lonesome; and she says will you shake hands
with him and comfort him? Everybody does."
"It's a curious kind of lonesomeness; but, all right, I will."
CHAPTER XI - SEVERAL MONTHS LATER. ANTONIO AND THORNDIKE
"Thorndike, isn't that Plug you're riding an assert of the scrap
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Scenes from a Courtesan's Life by Honore de Balzac: Not only will this be your exculpation; but, if you do not lose
your head, you will have seven millions and your honor cleared."
These two bits of paper, gummed on the side of the writing so as to
look like one piece, were then rolled tightly, with a dexterity
peculiar to men who have dreamed of getting free from the hulks. The
whole thing assumed the shape and consistency of a ball of dirty
rubbish, about as big as the sealing-wax heads which thrifty women
stick on the head of a large needle when the eye is broken.
"If I am examined first, we are saved; if it is the boy, all is lost,"
said he to himself while he waited.
His plight was so sore that the strong man's face was wet with white
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