| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Master of the World by Jules Verne: had accepted my letter from the Great Eyrie, five weeks before.
But this was not the general attitude toward the present letter,
neither in Washington, nor in the rest of America. To the few who
would have maintained that the document should not be taken
seriously, an immense majority would have responded. "This letter has
not the style nor the spirit of a jester. Only one man could have
written it; and that is the inventor of this unapproachable machine."
To most people this conclusion seemed indisputable owing to a curious
state of mind easily explainable. For all the strange facts of which
the key had hitherto been lacking, this letter furnished an
explanation. The theory now almost universally accepted was as
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Redheaded Outfield by Zane Grey: There had scarcely been a breathing spell for
the onlookers in this rapid-fire game. Every
inning had held them, one moment breathless, the
next wildly clamorous, and another waiting in
numb fear. What did these last few moments
hold in store? The only answer to that was the
dogged plugging optimism of the Denver players.
To listen to them, to watch them, was to gather
the impression that baseball fortune always favored
them in the end.
``Only three more, Dal. Steady boys, it's our
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: Ah, we are now within a stone's throw of the church- a noble
edifice, complete with one bell. Hullo! Stand by with that
ankle, lass; we're going to the doctor's. You'll like him
rather. Incompetent, but genial. Shouldn't wonder if he wants
to paint your foot. He is a bit of an artist in his way. When I
cut my head open last year, he painted the place all over with
some of his stuff. It certainly healed all right, but the way
the wasps followed me- I might have been a private view. Now for
it. You stand on the steps quite naturally, and I'll manage the
driver."
As we drew up to the porch, I opened the door of the vehicle and
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