| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Hellenica by Xenophon: topic--the success of the peltasts.
[17] Or, adopting Schneider's conjecture, {estratopedeuonto}, add "and
encamping."
The Athenians, on their side, who felt the power of the Lacedaemonians
to be dangerously close, now that the walls of Corinth had been laid
open, and even apprehended a direct attack upon themselves, determined
to rebuild the portion of the wall severed by Praxitas. Accordingly
they set out with their whole force, including a suite of stonelayers,
masons, and carpenters, and within a few days erected a quite splendid
wall on the side facing Sicyon towards the west,[18] and then
proceeded with more leisure to the completion of the eastern portion.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: problem! Kent's overwrought feelings found vent in an emphatic oath.
"Excuse me," exclaimed Sylvester mildly from the doorway. "I knocked
and understood you to say come in.
"Well, what is it?" Kent's nerves were getting a bit raw; a glance
at his watch showed him he had a slender margin only in which to
reach the court house in time for his appointment. Not even waiting
for the clerk's reply he snatched up his brief case and made for the
private door leading into the corridor. But he was destined not to
get away without another interruption.
As Sylvester was hastily explaining, "Two gentlemen to see you, Mr.
Kent," the clerk was thrust aside and Detective Ferguson entered,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: departments of all the great cities cooperated, and even the United States
Government stepped in, and the affair became one of the highest questions of
state. Certain contingent funds of the nation were devoted to the unearthing
of the M. of M., and every government agent was on the alert. But all in vain.
The Minions of Midas carried on their damnable work unhampered. They had their
way and struck unerringly.
But while he fought to the last, Mr. Hale could not wash his hands of the
blood with which they were dyed. Though not technically a murderer, though no
jury of his peers would ever have convicted him, none the less the death of
every individual was due to him. As I said before, a word from him and the
slaughter would have ceased. But he refused to give that word. He insisted
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