| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad: indignation stop.
"No! These people are too impossible. What do they mean by
importing their methods of Crim-Tartary here? A Turk would have
more decency."
"You forget, Sir Ethelred, that strictly speaking we know nothing
positively - as yet."
"No! But how would you define it? Shortly?"
"Barefaced audacity amounting to childishness of a peculiar sort."
"We can't put up with the innocence of nasty little children," said
the great and expanded personage, expanding a little more, as it
were. The haughty drooping glance struck crushingly the carpet at
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Finished by H. Rider Haggard: things between the courses. Doubtless these illusions occurred
when I was fed.
[*--See the book called _The Ivory Child._--EDITOR.]
At length I woke up again, feeling much stronger, and saw the
dog, Lost, watching me with its great tender eyes--oh! they talk
of the eyes of women, but are they ever as beautiful as those of
a loving dog? It lay by my low bed-stead, a rough affair
fashioned of poles and strung with rimpis or strings of raw hide,
and by it, stroking its head, sat the witch-doctoress, Nombe. I
remember how pleasing she looked, a perfect type of the eternal
feminine with her graceful, rounded shape and her continual,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Little Britain by Washington Irving: where we sometimes had a good old English country dance to
the tune of Sir Roger de Coverley. Once a year, also, the
neighbors would gather together, and go on a gypsy party to
Epping Forest. It would have done any man's heart good to
see the merriment that took place here as we banqueted on the
grass under the trees. How we made the woods ring with
bursts of laughter at the songs of little Wagstaff and the merry
undertaker! After dinner, too, the young folks would play at
blind-man's-buff and hide-and-seek; and it was amusing to see
them tangled among the briers, and to hear a fine romping girl
now and then squeak from among the bushes. The elder folks
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