| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne: empty. Nicholas visited one, Nadia entered another, and
even Michael went here and there and felt about, hoping
to light upon some article that might be useful.
Nicholas and the girl had each fruitlessly rummaged these
cottages and were about to give up the search, when they
heard themselves called. Both ran to the bank and saw
Michael standing on the threshold of a door.
"Come!" he exclaimed. Nicholas and Nadia went
towards him and followed him into the cottage.
"What are these?" asked Michael, touching several ob-
jects piled up in a corner.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ivanhoe by Walter Scott: supplied the place of chairs.
In the centre of the upper table, were placed two
chairs more elevated than the rest, for the master
and mistress of the family, who presided over the
scene of hospitality, and from doing so derived their
Saxon title of honour, which signifies ``the Dividers
of Bread.''
To each of these chairs was added a footstool,
curiously carved and inlaid with ivory, which mark
of distinction was peculiar to them. One of these
seats was at present occupied by Cedric the Saxon,
Ivanhoe |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: - and communication was therefore rapid. He wrote to the boy to
ascertain the state of his health, but awaited the answer in vain.
He accordingly, after three days, took an abrupt leave of the
opulent youth and, crossing the Channel, alighted at the small
hotel, in the quarter of the Champs Elysees, of which Mrs. Moreen
had given him the address. A deep if dumb dissatisfaction with
this lady and her companions bore him company: they couldn't be
vulgarly honest, but they could live at hotels, in velvety
entresols, amid a smell of burnt pastilles, surrounded by the most
expensive city in Europe. When he had left them in Venice it was
with an irrepressible suspicion that something was going to happen;
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