| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs: Custer, and the old interest, never a moment forgotten dur-
ing these two years, was reawakened to all its former in-
tensity.
Butzow had accompanied Prince Ludwig to Lustadt, but
Princess Emma would not go with them. For two years she
had not entered the capital, and much of that period had
been spent in Paris. Only within the past fortnight had she
returned to Lutha.
In the middle of the morning her reveries were inter-
rupted by the entrance of a servant bearing a message. She
had to read it twice before she could realize its purport;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Kenilworth by Walter Scott: devil, compounded of all men's sins, bow down and reverence him
who has brought into thy house the very mammon thou worshippest."
"For God's sake," said Foster, "speak low--come into the house--
thou shalt have wine, or whatever thou wilt."
"No, old puckfoist, I will have it here," thundered the
inebriated ruffian--"here, AL FRESCO, as the Italian hath it. No,
no, I will not drink with that poisoning devil within doors, to
be choked with the fumes of arsenic and quick-silver; I learned
from villain Varney to beware of that."
"Fetch him wine, in the name of all the fiends!" said the
alchemist.
 Kenilworth |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Another Study of Woman by Honore de Balzac: judgment of a sort of moral ready-reckoner."
"That explains why a statesman is so rare a thing in France," said old
Lord Dudley.
"From a sentimental point of view, this is horrible," the Minister
went on. "Hence, when such a phenomenon is seen in a young man--
Richelieu, who, when warned overnight by a letter of Concini's peril,
slept till midday, when his benefactor was killed at ten o'clock--or
say Pitt, or Napoleon, he was a monster. I became such a monster at a
very early age, thanks to a woman."
"I fancied," said Madame de Montcornet with a smile, "that more
politicians were undone by us than we could make."
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