| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mysterious Island by Jules Verne: approbation of all. To satisfy Captain Pencroft, it was now necessary to
give a name to the vessel, and, after many propositions had been discussed,
the votes were all in favor of the "Bonadventure." As soon as the
"Bonadventure" had been lifted by the rising tide, it was seen that she lay
evenly in the water, and would be easily navigated. However, the trial trip
was to be made that very day, by an excursion off the coast. The weather
was fine, the breeze fresh, and the sea smooth, especially towards the
south coast, for the wind was blowing from the northwest.
"All hands on board," shouted Pencroft; but breakfast was first
necessary, and it was thought best to take provisions on board, in the
event of their excursion being prolonged until the evening.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Chronicles of the Canongate by Walter Scott: striking in themselves, and curious as chapters in the history of
the human race."
"It is very true," said Mrs. Baliol; "one would think it should
have struck the observers greatly, and yet it scarcely did so.
For me, I was no Highlander myself, and the Highland chiefs of
old, of whom I certainly knew several, had little in their
manners to distinguish them from the Lowland gentry, when they
mixed in society in Edinburgh, and assumed the Lowland dress.
Their peculiar character was for the clansmen at home; and you
must not imagine that they swaggered about in plaids and
broadswords at the Cross, or came to the Assembly Rooms in
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James: You sometimes say strange things."
"They are not strange in themselves," the young man answered.
"They are only strange as said to you. You will come to Europe."
"With whom shall I come?" She asked this question simply;
she was very much in earnest. Felix was interested in her earnestness;
for some moments he hesitated. "You can't tell me that," she pursued.
"You can't say that I shall go with my father and my sister;
you don't believe that."
"I shall keep your letters," said Felix, presently, for all answer.
"I never write. I don't know how to write." Gertrude, for some time,
said nothing more; and her companion, as he looked at her, wished it
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