| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: making an examination of the place of the murder. Your swoon, after
I had spoken to you in the butler's room, showed me that you were
carrying a burden too heavy for your strength. Finally, this
afternoon, you drove to the main telegraph office in the city, as
you thought that it would be safer to telegraph Mr. Thorne from
there. Your telegram was very cleverly written. But you might have
spared the last sentence, the request that Mr. Thorne should get the
Viennese papers of these last days. Believe me, he has already read
these papers. Who could be more interested in what they have to tell
than he?"
The housekeeper had sat as if frozen to stone during Muller's long
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Tanach: Genesis 5: 8 And all the days of Seth were nine hundred and twelve years; and he died.
Genesis 5: 9 And Enosh lived ninety years, and begot Kenan.
Genesis 5: 10 And Enosh lived after he begot Kenan eight hundred and fifteen years, and begot sons and daughters.
Genesis 5: 11 And all the days of Enosh were nine hundred and five years; and he died.
Genesis 5: 12 And Kenan lived seventy years, and begot Mahalalel.
Genesis 5: 13 And Kenan lived after he begot Mahalalel eight hundred and forty years, and begot sons and daughters.
Genesis 5: 14 And all the days of Kenan were nine hundred and ten years; and he died.
Genesis 5: 15 And Mahalalel lived sixty and five years, and begot Jared.
Genesis 5: 16 And Mahalalel lived after he begot Jared eight hundred and thirty years, and begot sons and daughters.
Genesis 5: 17 And all the days of Mahalalel were eight hundred ninety and five years; and he died.
Genesis 5: 18 And Jared lived a hundred sixty and two years, and begot Enoch.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Complete Angler by Izaak Walton: only on holy-days ". As I then sat on this very grass, I turned my present
thoughts into verse: 'twas a Wish, which I'll repeat to you:-
The Angler's wish.
I in these flowery meads would be:
These crystal streams should solace me;
To whose harmonious bubbling noise
I with my Angle would rejoice:
Sit here, and see the turtle-dove
Court his chaste mate to acts of love:
Or, on that bank, feel the west wind
Breathe health and plenty: please my mind,
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