| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson: understood, the rumour going uncontradicted that he sits rent free.
I do not say it is true, I say it goes uncontradicted; and there is
one peculiarity of our officials in a nutshell, - their remarkable
indifference to their own character. From the one house to the
other extends a scattering village for the Faipule or native
parliament men. In the days of Tamasese this was a brave place,
both his own house and those of the Faipule good, and the whole
excellently ordered and approached by a sanded way. It is now like
a neglected bush-town, and speaks of apathy in all concerned. But
the chief scandal of Mulinuu is elsewhere. The house of the
president stands just to seaward of the isthmus, where the watch is
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from When a Man Marries by Mary Roberts Rinehart: she scolded Jim and Bella thoroughly. But they did not hear it,
being occupied with each other, sitting side by side meekly on
the divan with Jim holding Bella's hand under a cushion. She said
they would have to be very good to make up for all the deception,
but it was perfectly clear that it was a relief to her to find
that I didn't belong to her permanently, and as I have said
before, she was crazy about Bella.
I sat back in a chair and grew comfortably drowsy in the monotony
of her voice. It was a name that brought me to myself with a
jerk.
"Mr. Harbison!" Aunt Selina was saying. "Then bring him down at
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Court Life in China by Isaac Taylor Headland: Not until one can see and appreciate the paintings of the old
Chinese masters of five hundred years ago hanging upon the walls,
the beautiful pieces of the best porcelain of the time of Kang
Hsi and Chien Lung, made especially for the palace, arranged in
their natural surroundings, on exquisitely carved Chinese tables
and brackets, the gorgeously embroided silk portieres over the
doorways, and the matchless tapestries which only the Chinese
could weave for their greatest rulers, can we appreciate the
beauty, the richness, and the refined elegance of the private
apartments of the great Dowager.
I went into her sleeping apartments. Others also entered there,
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