| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs: so large a sum.
"You would really like to go home again, Rudolph?"
"Oh, very much, your majesty, if I only dared."
Barney was silent for some time, thinking. Possibly he
could effect his own escape with the connivance of Rudolph,
and at the same time free the boy. The paltry ransom he
could pay out of his own pocket and send to Yellow Franz
later, so that the youth need not fear the brigand's revenge.
It was worth thinking about, at any rate.
"How long do you imagine they will keep me, Rudolph?"
he asked after a time.
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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: before. You have alarmed the sentry; he thinks I am being
assassinated; he thinks there's a mutiny, a revolt, an
insurrection; he - "
"Marse Tom, you are just putting on; you know it perfectly well; I
don't know what makes you act like that - but you always did, even
when you was little, and you can't get over it, I reckon. Are you
over it now, Marse Tom?"
"Oh, well, yes; but it would try anybody to be doing the best he
could, offering every kindness he could think of, only to have it
rejected with contumely and . . . Oh, well, let it go; it's no
matter - I'll talk to the doctor. Is that satisfactory, or are you
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Herland by Charlotte Gilman: time-sense was not limited to the hopes and ambitions of an
individual life. Therefore, they habitually considered and carried
out plans for improvement which might cover centuries.
I had never seen, had scarcely imagined, human beings
undertaking such a work as the deliberate replanting of an entire
forest area with different kinds of trees. Yet this seemed to them
the simplest common sense, like a man's plowing up an inferior
lawn and reseeding it. Now every tree bore fruit--edible fruit,
that is. In the case of one tree, in which they took especial pride,
it had originally no fruit at all--that is, none humanly edible--
yet was so beautiful that they wished to keep it. For nine hundred
 Herland |