| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: reception; but he could not avoid a feeling of repugnance at the
man's face. He was trying hard to overcome this when a diversion
was caused by the arrival of Lady Arabella. The diversion was
welcome to all; the two Saltons and Sir Nathaniel were shocked at
Caswall's face--so hard, so ruthless, so selfish, so dominant. "God
help any," was the common thought, "who is under the domination of
such a man!"
Presently his African servant approached him, and at once their
thoughts changed to a larger toleration. Caswall looked indeed a
savage--but a cultured savage. In him were traces of the softening
civilisation of ages--of some of the higher instincts and education
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pathology of Lying, Etc. by William and Mary Healy: pathological liar, is witnessed to by Stemmermann in her story of
Delbruck's G. N. In the history of this case a delightful note
of comedy is struck. G. N. was found to be a man of considerable
literary ability. He had been observed over the period of 13
years. After he was first studied he twice managed to go 3 years
without succumbing to his falsifying tendencies, and then found
his chance for leading a blameless life by becoming a newspaper
man. In fact, he reached an honored place as an editor.
Stemmermann suggests, naively, that perhaps this calling is
especially calculated to give the talents correlated with
pseudologia phantastica space for free play, so that the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Sentimental Journey by Laurence Sterne: did not increase the difficulty. - I made him a slight bow, and
told him, I had something of importance to say to Monsieur le Duc.
The secretary look'd towards the stairs, as if he was about to
leave me to carry up this account to some one. - But I must not
mislead you, said I, - for what I have to say is of no manner of
importance to Monsieur le Duc de C- - but of great importance to
myself. - C'EST UNE AUTRE AFFAIRE, replied he. - Not at all, said
I, to a man of gallantry. - But pray, good sir, continued I, when
can a stranger hope to have access? - In not less than two hours,
said he, looking at his watch. The number of equipages in the
court-yard seemed to justify the calculation, that I could have no
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