| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: confiscated - and Ulick appeared to have jumped overboard. The
host and his staff, in a word, had ceased to "go on" at the pace of
their guests, and the air of embarrassed detention, thanks to a
pile of gaping trunks in the passage, was strangely commingled with
the air of indignant withdrawal. When Morgan took all this in -
and he took it in very quickly - he coloured to the roots of his
hair. He had walked from his infancy among difficulties and
dangers, but he had never seen a public exposure. Pemberton
noticed in a second glance at him that the tears had rushed into
his eyes and that they were tears of a new and untasted bitterness.
He wondered an instant, for the boy's sake, whether he might
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Caesar's Commentaries in Latin by Julius Caesar: traducendum exercitum existimabat. Rationem pontis hanc instituit. Tigna
bina sesquipedalia. paulum ab imo praeacuta dimensa ad altitudinem
fluminis intervallo pedum duorum inter se iungebat. Haec cum
machinationibus immissa in flumen defixerat fistucisque adegerat, non
sublicae modo derecte ad perpendiculum, sed prone ac fastigate, ut
secundum naturam fluminis procumberent, iis item contraria duo ad eundem
modum iuncta intervallo pedum quadragenum ab inferiore parte contra vim
atque impetu fluminis conversa statuebat. Haec utraque insuper
bipedalibus trabibus immissis, quantum eorum tignorum iunctura distabat,
binis utrimque fibulis ab extrema parte distinebantur; quibus disclusis
atque in contrariam partem revinctis, tanta erat operis firmitudo atque ea
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne: the room quietly and settle my nerves, and then I returned into the
deep gulf of the huge armchair.
"Now I'll read it," I cried, after having well distended my lungs
with air.
I leaned over the table; I laid my finger successively upon every
letter; and without a pause, without one moment's hesitation, I read
off the whole sentence aloud.
Stupefaction! terror! I sat overwhelmed as if with a sudden deadly
blow. What! that which I read had actually, really been done! A
mortal man had had the audacity to penetrate! . . .
"Ah!" I cried, springing up. "But no! no! My uncle shall never know
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