| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells: workmen laugh at us and educated chaps like bank clerks and
solicitors' clerks look down on us. You look respectable outside,
and inside you are packed in dormitories like convicts, fed on
bread and butter and bullied like slaves. You're just superior
enough to feel that you're not superior. Without capital there's
no prospects; one draper in a hundred don't even earn enough to
marry on; and if he DOES marry, his G.V. can just use him to
black boots if he likes, and he daren't put his back up. That's
drapery! And you tell me to be contented. Would YOU be contented
if you was a shop girl?"
She did not answer. She looked at him with distress in her brown
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pellucidar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: he is--and all that has befallen him since I last saw
him."
For two months I talked with David Innes almost
every day, and as Downes translated, either Nestor or
I took notes. From these, arranged in chronological
order, I have set down the following account of the
further adventures of David Innes at the earth's core,
practically in his own words.
CHAPTER I
LOST ON PELLUCIDAR
The Arabs, of whom I wrote you at the end of my last
Pellucidar |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tales of Unrest by Joseph Conrad: nothing but slave-dealers in this cursed country. I mean to have sugar
in my coffee to-day, anyhow!"
"I forbid you to speak to me in that way," said Kayerts with a fair
show of resolution.
"You!--What?" shouted Carlier, jumping up.
Kayerts stood up also. "I am your chief," he began, trying to master
the shakiness of his voice.
"What?" yelled the other. "Who's chief? There's no chief here. There's
nothing here: there's nothing but you and I. Fetch the sugar--you
pot-bellied ass."
"Hold your tongue. Go out of this room," screamed Kayerts. "I dismiss
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