| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The War in the Air by H. G. Wells: my Prince. I can undershtandt you always carry zat secret. You
are afraidt of roppers and spies. So it comes wiz you--to us.
Mr. Pooterage, Chermany will puy it."
"Will she?"
"She will," said the secretary, looking hard at Bert's abandoned
sandals in the corner of the locker. He roused himself,
consulted a paper of notes for a moment, and Bert eyed his brown
and wrinkled face with expectation and terror. "Chermany, I am
instructed to say," said the secretary, with his eyes on the
table and his notes spread out, "has always been willing to puy
your secret. We haf indeed peen eager to acquire it fery eager;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Astoria by Washington Irving: Furthermore, that, in thus parting with him, they would pay him a
half a year's wages in consideration of his past services, and
would give him a horse, three beaver traps, and sundry other
articles calculated to set him up in the world.
This unexpected liberality, which made it nearly as profitable
and infinitely less hazardous for Rose to remain honest than to
play the rogue, completely disarmed him. From that time his whole
deportment underwent a change. His brow cleared up and appeared
more cheerful; he left off his sullen, skulking habits, and made
no further attempts to tamper with the faith of his comrades.
On the 13th of August Mr. Hunt varied his course, and inclined
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: We were preparing for the death struggle with our hated enemy.
There was but a yard between the two mighty ships as
the first grappling irons were hurled. I rushed to the deck to
be with my men as they boarded. Just as the vessels came
together with a slight shock, I forced my way through the
lines and was the first to spring to the deck of Zat Arras'
ship. After me poured a yelling, cheering, cursing throng of
Helium's best fighting-men. Nothing could withstand them
in the fever of battle lust which enthralled them.
Down went the Zodangans before that surging tide of
war, and as my men cleared the lower decks I sprang to
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