| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne: the morning, having covered two hundred and twenty versts,
no event worthy of mention having occurred. The same
evening, the 22d of July, they arrived at Tioumen.
Tioumen, whose population is usually ten thousand in-
habitants, then contained double that number. This, the
first industrial town established by the Russians in Siberia,
in which may be seen a fine metal-refining factory and a bell
foundry, had never before presented such an animated ap-
pearance. The correspondents immediately went off after
news. That brought by Siberian fugitives from the seat
of war was far from reassuring. They said, amongst other
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg by Mark Twain: eight in the evening (Friday), and hand his remark, in a sealed
envelope, to the Rev. Mr. Burgess (if he will be kind enough to
act); and let Mr. Burgess there and then destroy the seals of the
sack, open it, and see if the remark is correct: if correct, let
the money be delivered, with my sincere gratitude, to my benefactor
thus identified."
Mrs. Richards sat down, gently quivering with excitement, and was
soon lost in thinkings--after this pattern: "What a strange thing
it is! . . . And what a fortune for that kind man who set his bread
afloat upon the waters! . . . If it had only been my husband that
did it!--for we are so poor, so old and poor! . . ." Then, with a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Melmoth Reconciled by Honore de Balzac: "By the by, Castanier, you are rather off your balance," Aquilina
remarked. "There is some mischief brewing: you were quite melancholy
and thoughtful all through the play. Do you want anything that I can
give you, dear? Tell me."
"I am waiting till we are at home to know whether you love me."
"You need not wait till then," she said, throwing her arms round his
neck. "There!" she said, as she embraced him, passionately to all
appearance, and plied him with the coaxing caresses that are part of
the business of such a life as hers, like stage action for an actress.
"Where is the music?" asked Castanier.
"What next? Only think of your hearing music now!"
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