| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: chartered nuisance. Who smuggles? Who robs the salmon
rivers of the West of Scotland? Who cruelly beats the
keepers if they dare to intervene? The crews and the
proprietors of yachts. All I have done is to extend the line
a trifle, and if you ask me for my unbiassed opinion, I do
not suppose that I am in the least alone.'
In short, we were the best of friends, and lived like father
and daughter; though I still withheld from him, of course,
that respect which is only due to moral excellence.
We were still some days' sail from England, when Sir George
obtained, from an outward-bound ship, a packet of newspapers;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Time Machine by H. G. Wells: it.
`Well, one very hot morning--my fourth, I think--as I was
seeking shelter from the heat and glare in a colossal ruin near
the great house where I slept and fed, there happened this
strange thing: Clambering among these heaps of masonry, I found a
narrow gallery, whose end and side windows were blocked by fallen
masses of stone. By contrast with the brilliancy outside, it
seemed at first impenetrably dark to me. I entered it groping,
for the change from light to blackness made spots of colour swim
before me. Suddenly I halted spellbound. A pair of eyes,
luminous by reflection against the daylight without, was watching
The Time Machine |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic: The coming of Gafferson took on a kind of supernatural aspect,
when Thorpe recalled its circumstances. His own curious
mental ferment, which had made this present week a period
apart in his life, had begun in the very hour of this
man's approach to the house. His memory reconstructed
a vivid picture of that approach--of the old ramshackle
village trap, and the boy and the bags and the yellow
tin trunk, and that decent, red-bearded, plebeian figure,
so commonplace and yet so elusively suggestive of something
out of the ordinary. It seemed to him now that he had at the
time discerned a certain fateful quality in the apparition.
The Market-Place |
