| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: "He is a man," said Lingard with conviction. "But it's of the
other that I am thinking."
"Ah, the other," she repeated. "Then, what about my thoughts?
Luckily we have Mr. d'Alcacer. I shall speak to him first."
She turned away from the rail and moved toward the Cage.
"Jorgenson," the voice of Lingard resounded all along the deck,
"get a light on the gangway." Then he followed Mrs. Travers
slowly.
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D'Alcacer, after receiving his warning, stepped back and leaned
against the edge of the table. He could not ignore in himself a
The Rescue |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Book of Remarkable Criminals by H. B. Irving: officers. He was present there while his rooms were searched;
but his state was painful in the extreme. He asked for water,
but trembled so convulsively that he could only snap at the
tumbler like a dog; his limbs were rigid; tears and sweat poured
down his cheeks. On the way back to the jail, one of the
officers, moved by his condition, expressed his pity for him.
"Do you pity me? Are you sorry for me? What for?" asked
Webster. "To see you so excited," replied the officer. "Oh!
that's it," said the Professor.
The whole night through the prisoner lay without moving, and not
until the following afternoon were his limbs relaxed sufficiently
A Book of Remarkable Criminals |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Prince of Bohemia by Honore de Balzac: than of the Hotel de Rambouillet. It is a race of the strong rather
than of the sweet; I incline to lay a little debauchery to its charge,
and more than I should wish in brilliant and generous natures; it is
gallantry after the fashion of the Marechal de Richelieu, high spirits
and frolic carried rather too far; perhaps we may see in it the
/outrances/ of another age, the Eighteenth Century pushed to extremes;
it harks back to the Musketeers; it is an exploit stolen from
Champcenetz; nay, such light-hearted inconstancy takes us back to the
festooned and ornate period of the old court of the Valois. In an age
as moral as the present, we are bound to regard audacity of this kind
sternly; still, at the same time that 'cornet of sugar-plums' may
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