| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne: In the midst of my agony a new terror laid hold of me. In falling my
lamp had got wrong. I could not set it right, and its light was
paling and would soon disappear altogether.
I gazed painfully upon the luminous current growing weaker and weaker
in the wire coil. A dim procession of moving shadows seemed slowly
unfolding down the darkening walls. I scarcely dared to shut my eyes
for one moment, for fear of losing the least glimmer of this precious
light. Every instant it seemed about to vanish and the dense
blackness to come rolling in palpably upon me.
One last trembling glimmer shot feebly up. I watched it in trembling
and anxiety; I drank it in as if I could preserve it, concentrating
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard: details of what I may call the Mameena affair. These, however, came
back to me very vividly when the first person that I met--at some
distance from the kraal, where I suppose she had been taking a country
walk--was the beautiful Mameena herself. There she was, looking quite
unchanged and as lovely as ever, sitting under the shade of a wild
fig-tree and fanning herself with a handful of its leaves.
Of course I jumped off my wagon-box and greeted her.
"Siyakubona [that is, good morrow], Macumazahn," she said. "My heart is
glad to see you."
"Siyakubona, Mameena," I answered, leaving out all reference to _my_
heart. Then I added, looking at her: "Is it true that you have a new
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic: that you will perform your part of the contract."
"The performance itself, since payment is conditional
upon it--" began Plowden, but the other interrupted him.
"No, I want something better than that. Here--give me your
stamped paper." He took the bluish sheet, and, without hesitation,
wrote several lines rapidly. "Here--this is my promise,"
he said, "to pay you 150,000 pounds, upon your satisfactory
performance of a certain undertaking to be separately
nominated in a document called 'A,' which we will jointly
draw up and agree to and sign, and deposit wherever
you like--for safe keeping. Now, if you'll sit here,
The Market-Place |
