| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tom Sawyer, Detective by Mark Twain: "Saturday, September 2d, he didn't come home to supper.
By-and-by I got a little uneasy, and one of my niggers
went over to this prisoner's place, but come back and
said he warn't there. So I got uneasier and uneasier,
and couldn't rest. I went to bed, but I couldn't sleep;
and turned out, away late in the night, and went wandering
over to this prisoner's place and all around about there
a good while, hoping I would run across my poor brother,
and never knowing he was out of his troubles and gone
to a better shore --" So he broke down and choked up again,
and most all the women was crying now. Pretty soon
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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: Castaing and not Auguste had gone up to the office--the same
afternoon Auguste Ballet showed his mistress the seals of the
copy of his brother's will which Lebret had destroyed, and told
her that Lebret, all through the business, had refused to deal
directly with him, and would only act through the intermediary of
Castaing.
Did Lebret, as a fact, receive the 100,000 francs? A close
examination of his finances showed no trace of such a sum.
Castaing, on the other hand, on October 10, 1822, had given a
stockbroker a sum of 66,000 francs to invest in securities; on
the 11th of the same month he had lent his mother 30,000 francs;
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson: something ghostly in this sense of home-coming so far from home.
From Dunstable I rolled away into a crescendo of similar
impressions. There are certainly few things to be compared with
these castles, or rather country seats, of the English nobility and
gentry; nor anything at all to equal the servility of the
population that dwells in their neighbourhood. Though I was but
driving in a hired chaise, word of my destination seemed to have
gone abroad, and the women curtseyed and the men louted to me by
the wayside. As I came near, I began to appreciate the roots of
this widespread respect. The look of my uncle's park wall, even
from the outside, had something of a princely character; and when I
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