| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Cruise of the Jasper B. by Don Marquis: think that he had moved the Jasper B. from her position through
any fear of them. He reasoned that the most pointed way of
showing his opinion of them would be to walk casually into
Morris's barroom and order a drink or two. If Cleggett had a
fault as a commander it lay in these occasional foolhardy
impulses which he found it difficult to control. Julius Caesar
had the same sort of pride, which, in Caesar's case, amounted to
positive vanity. In fact, the character of Caesar and the
character of Cleggett had many points in common, although
Cleggett possessed a nicer sense of honor than Caesar.
The main entrance to Morris's was on the west side. From the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Around the World in 80 Days by Jules Verne: not have given the detective passage to Liverpool, and then--
Passepartout could hold in no longer.
"My master! Mr. Fogg!" he cried, "why do you not curse me?
It was my fault that--"
"I blame no one," returned Phileas Fogg, with perfect calmness. "Go!"
Passepartout left the room, and went to find Aouda,
to whom he delivered his master's message.
"Madam," he added, "I can do nothing myself--nothing!
I have no influence over my master; but you, perhaps--"
"What influence could I have?" replied Aouda. "Mr. Fogg
is influenced by no one. Has he ever understood that my gratitude
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Tapestried Chamber by Walter Scott: old lady in a sacque, the fashionable dress of the end of the
seventeenth century.
"There she is!" he exclaimed--"there she is, in form and
features, though Inferior in demoniac expression to the accursed
hag who visited me last night!"
"If that be the case," said the young nobleman, "there can remain
no longer any doubt of the horrible reality of your apparition.
That is the picture of a wretched ancestress of mine, of whose
crimes a black and fearful catalogue is recorded in a family
history in my charter-chest. The recital of them would be too
horrible; it is enough to say, that in yon fatal apartment incest
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