| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne: should be under Loch Katrine."
"The roof cannot have much thickness just here, if the noise
of the water is perceptible."
"Very little indeed," answered James Starr, "and that is the reason
this cavern is so huge."
"You must be right, Mr. Starr," said Harry.
"Besides, the weather is so bad outside," resumed Starr, "that the waters
of the loch must be as rough as those of the Firth of Forth."
"Well! what does it matter after all?" returned Simon Ford;
"the seam won't be any the worse because it is under a loch.
It would not be the first time that coal has been looked for under
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Facino Cane by Honore de Balzac: Bianca helped me to kill the Provveditore. Once before she had refused
flight with me; but after six months of happiness she wished only to
die with me, and received several thrusts. I was entangled in a great
cloak that they flung over me, carried down to a gondola, and hurried
to the Pozzi dungeons. I was twenty-two years old. I gripped the hilt
of my broken sword so hard, that they could only have taken it from me
by cutting off my hand at the wrist. A curious chance, or rather the
instinct of self-preservation, led me to hide the fragment of the
blade in a corner of my cell, as if it might still be of use. They
tended me; none of my wounds were serious. At two-and-twenty one can
recover from anything. I was to lose my head on the scaffold. I
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: you; and I'm not really intelligent, I'm only a ''mental-lifer''. It
would be wonderful to be intelligent: then one would be alive in all
the parts mentioned and unmentionable. The penis rouses his head and
says: How do you do?--to any really intelligent person. Renoir said he
painted his pictures with his penis...he did too, lovely pictures! I
wish I did something with mine. God! when one can only talk! Another
torture added to Hades! And Socrates started it.'
'There are nice women in the world,' said Connie, lifting her head up
and speaking at last.
The men resented it...she should have pretended to hear nothing. They
hated her admitting she had attended so closely to such talk.
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