| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson: paint. Between the timber framing of the habitable part of
the beacon the interstices were to be stuffed with moss, as a
light substance that would resist dampness and check sifting
winds; the whole interior was then to be lined with green
baize cloth, so that both without and within the cabins were
to have a very comfortable appearance.
Although the building artificers generally remained on
the rock throughout the day, and the millwrights, joiners, and
smiths, while their number was considerable, remained also
during the night, yet the tender had hitherto been considered
as their night quarters. But the wind having in the course of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: they?" he repeated. "How about that?" and he turned toward
the sailors who had by this time picked themselves from the
ground, none of them much the worse for his experience except
the fellow who had been the cause of it, and who would
doubtless nurse a sore shoulder for a week or so.
"Simpson done it," said one of the men. "He stuck a pin
into the monk from behind, and the monk got him--which
served him bloomin' well right--an' he got the rest of us, too,
for which I can't blame him, since we all jumped him to once."
The captain looked at Simpson, who sheepishly admitted the
truth of the allegation, then he stepped over to the ape as though
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: for a mile or more up the stream till the boat halted at a landing-
place beneath a high wall. Leaving it, we came to a door in the
wall on which my companion knocked thrice. Presently a shutter in
the woodwork was drawn, and a white face peeped through the grating
and spoke. My companion answered in a low voice, and after some
delay the door was opened, and I found myself in a large walled
garden planted with orange trees. Then the abbess spoke to me.
'I have led you to our house,' she said. 'If you know where you
are, and what its name may be, for your own sake I pray you forget
it when you leave these doors.'
I made no answer, but looked round the dim and dewy garden.
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