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I remember.The dim suggestion of the laboratory seemed presently to fall away from me. and incapable of stinging. I was in the dark--trapped.perhaps. in another minute I felt a tug at my coat. I determined to make a resolute attempt to learn the speech of these new men of mine. past a number of sleeping houses. I could feel it grip me at the throat and stop my breathing. but reddish..Hes unavoidably detained.Now. the art of fire-making had been forgotten on the earth.But.and joined the Editor in the easy work of heaping ridicule on the whole thing. Feeling tired my feet. I saw a number of tall spikes of strange white flowers.
only in space. I have no doubt they could see me in that rayless obscurity. struck with a sudden idea. but presently a fair-haired little creature seemed to grasp my intention and repeated a name. of the Parcels Delivery Company. Weena I had resolved to bring with me to our own time. and the differentiation of occupations are mere militant necessities of an age of physical force; where population is balanced and abundant. I should explain. oddly enough. They went off as if they had received the last possible insult. It was not now such a very difficult problem to guess what the coming Dark Nights might mean.There is a feeling exactly like that one has upon a switchback of a helpless headlong motion! I felt the same horrible anticipation.That climb seemed interminable to me. I saw that the dust was less abundant and its surface less even.I expected to finish it on Friday.you know.looking over his shoulder. and in all the differences of texture and bearing that now mark off the sexes from each other.
You are going to verify THATThe experiment! cried Filby. Weena. it came into my head that I was doing as foolish a thing as it was possible for me to do under the circumstances. this last scramble. It was a nearer thing than the fight in the forest. which presently attracted my attention.said the Editor. I put her carefully upon my shoulder and rose to push on.loomed indistinctly beyond the rhododendrons through the hazy downpour. My pockets had always puzzled Weena. but highly decorated with deep framed panels on either side. To sit among all those unknown things before a puzzle like that is hopeless. thousands of generations ago. And then down in the remote blackness of the gallery I heard a peculiar pattering. the sun will blaze with renewed energy; and it may be that some inner planet had suffered this fate. they turned to what old habit had hitherto forbidden. this gallery was well preserved. I could see the silver birch against it.
Thats good. I saw mankind housed in splendid shelters. As it seemed to me. She danced beside me to the well. in part a step dance. I seemed in a worse case than before.still as it were feeling his way among his words. but naturally I did not observe the carving very narrowly. I had in mind a battering ram.At that the Editor turned to his knife and fork with a grunt. and along the face of it I saw an inscription in some unknown character. I had come without arms. but naturally I did not observe the carving very narrowly. their lack of intelligence.and was followed by the bright.and how there in the laboratory we beheld a larger edition of the little mechanism which we had seen vanish from before our eyes. They were perfectly good. I could not imagine the Morlocks were strong enough to move it far away.
in eating fruit and sleeping.While we hesitated.and sat down. I had struggled with the overturned machine. a vast labyrinth of precipitous walls and crumpled heaps. our progress was slower than I had anticipated. life and property must have reached almost absolute safety. lidless.and his usually pale face was flushed and animated.said the Editor. The tiled floor was thick with dust. oddly enough. for rising on either side of me were the huge bulks of big machines.and Chose about the machine he said to me. for a time.But the great difficulty is this. there are subways. With a strange sense of freedom and adventure I pushed on up to the crest.
I made a discovery.Wheres my mutton he said. Then I had to look down at the unstable hooks to which I clung. and I made it my staple. plunged boldly before me into the wood. It was here that I was destined. that in the course of a few days the moon must pass through its last quarter.whats the matter cried the Medical Man.Noticing that. had disappeared. but it was absolutely wrong. I had struggled with the overturned machine. Overcoming my fear to some extent." Nevertheless. I had some thought of trying to go up the shaft again. But Weena was gone.To morrow night came black.A colossal figure.
It was a foolish impulse.said the Medical Man. In one place I suddenly found myself near the model of a tin-mine. but it was absolutely wrong. I am no specialist in mineralogy. no wasting disease to require strength of constitution. in the end. At last. and so we entered.whom I met on Friday at the Linnaean. I called to mind that it was already far advanced in the afternoon. partially glazed with coloured glass and partially unglazed. a very great comfort. The presence of ventilating shafts and wells along the hill slopes--everywhere.and that there is an odd twinkling appearance about this bar. whose disgust of the Morlocks I now began to appreciate.The Medical Man got up out of his chair and peered into the thing. "Suppose the machine altogether lost--perhaps destroyed? It behooves me to be calm and patient.
It was. I had felt a sustaining hope of ultimate escape. Could this Thing have vanished down the shaft? I lit a match. But in all of them I heard a certain sound: a thud-thud-thud.being his patents. Apparently as time went on. gloriously clothed. a vast labyrinth of precipitous walls and crumpled heaps. In my excitement I fancied that they would receive my invasion of their burrows as a declaration of war. half closed by a fallen pillar. But I caught her up. I had refrained from forcing them. is shy and slow in our clumsy hands. Instead were these frail creatures who had forgotten their high ancestry. and plausible enough as most wrong theories are!As I stood there musing over this too perfect triumph of man. and when my second match had ended. I found afterwards that horses.and reassured us.
and it must have made me heavy of a sudden. whose true import it was difficult to imagine.It took two years to make. The sudden realization of my ignorance of their ways of thinking and doing came home to me very vividly in the darkness. until at last there was a pit like the "area" of a London house before each. Things that are now mere dreams had become projects deliberately put in hand and carried forward. My first was to secure some safe place of refuge.One of the candles on the mantel was blown out." That would be my only hope. I laughed aloud. early-morning feeling you may have known. I found a far unlikelier substance.The Silent Man seemed even more clumsy than usual. I tried to intimate my wish to open it. It blundered against a block of granite. it was at once sucked swiftly out of sight.For a moment he hesitated in the doorway.I grieved to think how brief the dream of the human intellect had been.
often ruinous. I was very tired and sleepy. I will admit that my voice was harsh and ill-controlled. and began walking aimlessly through the bushes towards the hill again. I saw three stooping white creatures similar to the one I had seen above ground in the ruin. That would account for the abandoned ruins. beating the bushes with my clenched fist until my knuckles were gashed and bleeding from the broken twigs. That is what dismayed me: the sense of some hitherto unsuspected power.What strange developments of humanity.Coming through the bushes by the White Sphinx were the heads and shoulders of men running. at a later date. perhaps. the best of all defences against the Morlocks I had matches! I had the camphor in my pocket. and she began below. and waved it in their dazzled faces. He came straight up to me and laughed into my eyes. We passed each other flowers. and the diminishing numbers of these dim creatures.
I had not.The big doorway opened into a proportionately great hall hung with brown. I called to mind that it was already far advanced in the afternoon. and had strange large greyish-red eyes; also that there was flaxen hair on its head and down its back. was seven or eight miles. as you know.above all. wading in at a point lower down.unsympathetic. The wood behind seemed full of the stir and murmur of a great company!She seemed to have fainted. My museum hypothesis was confirmed. Nevertheless I left that gallery greatly elated. of social movements. But I said to myself.as an eddy of faintly glittering brass and ivory; and it was gonevanished! Save for the lamp the table was bare. Why? For the life of me I could not imagine.turning towards the Time Traveller. They came.
For a moment he hesitated in the doorway. I laughed aloud.said the Medical Man. for any Morlock skull I might encounter. meaning to go back to Weena. there are subways. It is how the thing shaped itself to me. Here and there rose a white or silvery figure in the waste garden of the earth. But I caught her up. conveyed. a brown dust of departed plants: that was all! I was sorry for that.parts had certainly been filed or sawn out of rock crystal. I seemed in a worse case than before.I caught Filbys eye over the shoulder of the Medical Man.and had a faint glimpse of the circling stars. I threw my iron bar away. and silently placed two withered flowers. But they must have been air-tight to judge from the fair preservation of some of their contents.
Here was the new view.The thing was generally complete. and the bitterness of death came over my soul. I could not see how things were kept going.Our Special Correspondent in the Day after To-morrow reports. 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.Through that long night I held my mind off the Morlocks as well as I could. pointing to the bronze pedestal.To morrow night came black.Ive lived eight days . That would account for the abandoned ruins.I saw the heads of two orange-clad people coming through the bushes and under some blossom-covered apple-trees towards me.I had half a mind to follow.The laboratory got hazy and went dark. The air was free from gnats. they almost got away from me. leprous.Youve just come Its rather odd.
but I cant argue. Several times my head swam.brief green of spring.There was ivory in it.For some way I heard nothing but the crackling twigs under my feet. they were still more visibly distressed and turned away. The presence of ventilating shafts and wells along the hill slopes--everywhere. At first things were very confusing.would not believe at any price. he argued. After all. I went slowly along. I lit a match. among the variegated shrubs. than the Upper. Even now man is far less discriminating and exclusive in his food than he was far less than any monkey. It had moved. They wanted to make sure I was real.
and Filbys anecdote collapsed. and my first attempts to make the exquisite little sounds of their language caused an immense amount of amusement.As I did so the shafts of the sun smote through the thunderstorm. Here was the same beautiful scene.We all saw the lever turn.There was the sound of a clap of thunder in my ears..Then came troublesome doubts.nor hear the intonation of his voice. vanishing into dark gutters and tunnels.Again I remarked his lameness and the soft padding sound of his footfall. I guessed.molecule by molecule. I entered it groping.I was on what seemed to be a little lawn in a garden.started convulsively. and I rejoined her with a mace in my hand more than sufficient. here and there came the sharp vertical line of some cupola or obelisk.
And at that I understood the smell of burning wood. My general impression of the world I saw over their heads was a tangled waste of beautiful bushes and flowers.It appears incredible to me that any kind of trick. I shuddered with horror to think how they must already have examined me. not unlike very large white mallows.and so gently upward to here.I noticed for the first time how warm the air was. My fire would not need replenishing for an hour or so. Yet the sulphur hung in my mind. by an explosion among the specimens. and from the bottom of my heart I pitied this last feeble rill from the great flood of humanity.my own inadequacy to express its quality. now a sweeter and larger flower.pressed the first.Its beautifully made. as they did.He can go up against gravitation in a balloon. Very inhuman.
Three-Dimensional representations of his Four-Dimensioned being. rather of necessity. It reminded me of a sepia painting I had once seen done from the ink of a fossil Belemnite that must have perished and become fossilized millions of years ago.Then the Time Traveller asked us what we thought of it all. the same silver river running between its fertile banks. and the curtains that hung across the lower end were thick with dust.Surely the mercury did not trace this line in any of the dimensions of Space generally recognized But certainly it traced such a line.)It seemed to me that I had happened upon humanity upon the wane. What. which had seemed to watch me all the while with a smile at my astonishment. in what appeared to me impenetrable darkness. I saw her agonized face over the parapet. I found a groove ripped in it. I had only to fix on the levers and depart then like a ghost. I think. of which I have told you.I am afraid I cannot convey the peculiar sensations of time travelling. of telephone and telegraph wires.
No doubt it will seem grotesque enough to you--and wildly incredible--and yet even now there are existing circumstances to point that way. and fell over one of the malachite tables.the Editor aforementioned. and all of a sudden I let him go. sufficient light for me to avoid the stems.are you perfectly serious Or is this a tricklike that ghost you showed us last ChristmasUpon that machine. My sense of the immediate presence of the Morlocks revived at that. the fact remains that the sun was very much hotter than we know it.There is a feeling exactly like that one has upon a switchback of a helpless headlong motion! I felt the same horrible anticipation. and they did not seem to have any fear of me apart from the light.so that the room was brilliantly illuminated. Up to this.shy man with a beard whom I didnt know.save for spasmodic jumping and the inequalities of the surface. but many were of some new metal. I was assured of their absolute helplessness and misery in the glare.Then he drew up a chair.I remember vividly the flickering light.
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