| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: and order given to ring bells next morning for a sermon to be
preached by Mr. Welch. Maxwell of Morith, and Major
M'Cullough invited me to heare "that phanatick sermon" (for
soe they merrilie called it). They said that preaching might
prove an effectual meane to turne me, which they heartilie
wished. I answered to them that I was under guards, and that
if they intended to heare that sermon, it was probable I
might likewise, for it was not like my guards wold goe to
church and leave me alone at my lodgeings. Bot to what they
said of my conversion, I said it wold be hard to turne a
Turner. Bot because I founde them in a merrie humour, I
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Across The Plains by Robert Louis Stevenson: committed some great crime and come to me for aid, I think I could
still find my way to a small cavern, fitted with a hearth and
chimney, where he might lie perfectly concealed. A confederate
landscape-painter might daily supply him with food; for water, he
would have to make a nightly tramp as far as to the nearest pond;
and at last, when the hue and cry began to blow over, he might get
gently on the train at some side station, work round by a series of
junctions, and be quietly captured at the frontier.
Thus Fontainebleau, although it is truly but a pleasure-ground, and
although, in favourable weather, and in the more celebrated
quarters, it literally buzzes with the tourist, yet has some of the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Firm of Nucingen by Honore de Balzac: see them again? Just turn off a compliment for Mme. de Restaud; she is
giving a ball the day after to-morrow; the Baroness d'Aldrigger and
her two daughters will be there. You will have an invitation.'
"For three days Godefroid beheld Isaure in the camera obscura of his
brain--HIS Isaure with her white camellias and the little ways she had
with her head--saw her as you see the bright thing on which you have
been gazing after your eyes are shut, a picture grown somewhat
smaller; a radiant, brightly-colored vision flashing out of a vortex
of darkness."
"Bixiou, you are dropping into phenomena, block us out our pictures,"
put in Couture.
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