| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: transpiring on the platform, promptly forgot his agitated neighbor.
"Was Turnbull delirious, doctor?" asked the coroner.
Stone shook his head in denial. "No," he stated. "I take it that
he started to say 'Barbara,' and his breath failed him; at any rate
I only caught the stuttered 'B-b-b.'"
Penfield did not immediately continue his examination, but when he
did so his manner was stern.
"Doctor, what in your opinion caused Mr. Turnbull's death?"
"Judging superficially - I made no thorough examination," Stone
explained parenthetically, "I should say that Mr. Rochester was
right when he stated that Turnbull died from an acute attack of
The Red Seal |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Koran: our signs; and that they may have some enjoyment: but soon they
shall know.
Have they not seen that we have made a safe sanctuary whilst
people are being snatched away around them? is it then in falsehood
that they will believe, and for the favours of God be ungrateful?
But who is more unjust than he who devises against God a lie, or
calls the truth a lie when it comes to him? Is there not in hell a
resort for the misbelievers? but those who fight strenuously for us we
will surely guide them into our way, for, verily, God is with those
who do well.
THE CHAPTER OF THE GREEKS
The Koran |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: round, and riggers bend the sails and fit the rigging:- a sort of
Pandemonium, it appeared to young Mrs. Newall, who was here on
Monday and half-choked with guano; but it suits the likes o' me.
'S. S. ELBA, River Mersey: May 17.
'We are delayed in the river by some of the ship's papers not being
ready. Such a scene at the dock gates. Not a sailor will join
till the last moment; and then, just as the ship forges ahead
through the narrow pass, beds and baggage fly on board, the men
half tipsy clutch at the rigging, the captain swears, the women
scream and sob, the crowd cheer and laugh, while one or two pretty
little girls stand still and cry outright, regardless of all eyes.
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