| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: we could get a sort of idea of the 'worms,' which possibly did
frequent the great morasses which spread round the mouths of many of
the great European rivers."
"I haven't the least doubt, sir, that there may have been such
monsters as you have spoken of still existing at a much later period
than is generally accepted," replied Adam. "Also, if there were
such things, that this was the very place for them. I have tried to
think over the matter since you pointed out the configuration of the
ground. But it seems to me that there is a hiatus somewhere. Are
there not mechanical difficulties?"
"In what way?"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: cloud over his volatile heart. Alas, poor Monmouth! He was ever a
weathercock, and even as Wilding's words seemed to strike the courage
out of him, so did Grey's short contemptuous answer restore it.
"As it is, we'll thrust that throne over with our hands," said he after
a moment's pause.
"Aye," cried Monmouth. "We'll do it, God helping us!"
"Our dependence and trust is in the Lord of Hosts, in Whose Name we go
forth," boomed the voice of Ferguson, quoting from his precious
Declaration. "The Lord will do that which seemeth good unto Him."
"An unanswerable argument," said Wilding, smiling. "But the Lord, I am
told by the gentlemen of your cloth, works in His own good time, and my
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: you this on account."
"I'm much obliged to Mr. Moreen, but we HAVE no account."
"You won't take it?"
"That leaves me more free," said Pemberton.
"To poison my darling's mind?" groaned Mrs. Moreen.
"Oh your darling's mind -!" the young man laughed.
She fixed him a moment, and he thought she was going to break out
tormentedly, pleadingly: "For God's sake, tell me what IS in it!"
But she checked this impulse - another was stronger. She pocketed
the money - the crudity of the alternative was comical - and swept
out of the room with the desperate concession: "You may tell him
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