| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: "Mais dpche-toi, donc, Belmont!" said he. "Nous nous battons! Ii faut
que je m'habille." Belmont, a little wizened fellow who understood
nothing of this topsy-turveydom, hastened forward, deposited his armful
on the table, and selected a finely embroidered waistcoat, which he
proceeded to hold for his master. Wriggling into it, Feversham rapped
out his orders.
"Captain Wentwort', you will go to your regimen at once. But
first, ah - wait. Take t'ose six men and Mistaire Wilding. `Ave `im
shot at once; you onderstan', eh? Good. Allons, Belmont! my cravat."
CHAPTER XXII
THE EXECUTION
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: before, and in his place was a little mouse sitting up and
looking at the princess with a pair of eyes like glass beads.
But he did not sit there long. This was what the soldier had
planned for, and all the while he had been standing by with his
feather hat upon his head. Up he raised his foot, and down he set
it upon the mouse.
Crunch!--that was an end of the magician.
After that all was clear sailing; the soldier hunted up the
three-legged stool and down he sat upon it, and by dint of no
more than just a little wishing, back flew palace and garden and
all through the air again to the place whence it came.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Ancient Regime by Charles Kingsley: however satisfied enlightened public opinion may become with the
results of science, and the progress of the human race, there will
be always a more enlightened private opinion or opinions, which will
not be satisfied therewith at all; a few men of genius, a few
children of light, it may be a few persecuted, and a few martyrs for
new truths, who will wish the world not to rest and be thankful, but
to be discontented with itself, ashamed of itself, striving and
toiling upward, without present hope of gain, till it has reached
that unknown goal which Bacon saw afar off, and like all other
heroes, died in faith, not having received the promises, but seeking
still a polity which has foundations, whose builder and maker is
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