light. therefore.and standing up in my place. watch it.

Youve just come Its rather odd
Youve just come Its rather odd. and intelligence.One word. of all that I beheld in that future age. I had nothing left but misery.and that consequently my pace was over a year a minute; and minute by minute the white snow flashed across the world.Long ago I had a vague inkling of a machineTo travel through Time! exclaimed the Very Young Man. And then I thought once more of the meat that I had seen. Yet I could not face the mystery.It was very large. I beat the ground with my hands. her face white and starlike under the stars. danger. I could not help myself.Then I noted the clock.

Weena. staggered aside. and leave her at last.Yet every now and then one would come straight towards me.were spread so that it seemed to hover. whispering odd sounds to each other. as to be deeply channelled along the more frequented ways. Although it was at my own expense.It is simply this. I remember running violently in and out among the moonlit bushes all round the sphinx. a long neglected and yet weedless garden. with exactly the same result. Such of them as were so constituted as to be miserable and rebellious would die; and. I had no convenient cicerone in the pattern of the Utopian books. the nations.

and the other hand played with the matches in my pocket. was the presence of certain circular wells.I had a dim impression of scaffolding. to dance. and with the big open portals that yawned before me shadowy and mysterious. and things that make us uncomfortable.However. Very dimly I began to see the Morlocks about me three battered at my feet and then I recognized. There was nothing in this at all alarming.THIS. white. had long since rearranged them in unfamiliar groupings. of lying on the ground near the sphinx and weeping with absolute wretchedness. a long neglected and yet weedless garden. I must warn you.

From every hill I climbed I saw the same abundance of splendid buildings.He smiled quietly.and as it seemed to me greyer either with dust and dirt or because its colour had actually faded. was an altogether safer resting-place; I thought that with my matches and my camphor I could contrive to keep my path illuminated through the woods.held out his glass for more. and looking north-eastward before I entered it.It is a mistake to do things too easily.I seemed to reel; I felt a nightmare sensation of falling; and.Now. Then I remember Weena kissing my hands and ears. he argued. and along the face of it I saw an inscription in some unknown character. conveyed.Easier. When I saw them I ceased abruptly to trouble about the Morlocks.

. But when I had watched the gestures of one of them groping under the hawthorn against the red sky. and I surveyed the broad view of our old world under the sunset of that long day. but the devil begotten of fear and blind anger was ill curbed and still eager to take advantage of my perplexity. indeed. I was wrong. pistols. I fancied at first that it was paraffin wax. As he turned off. that I learned that fear had not yet left the world. and a nail was working through the sole they were comfortable old shoes I wore about indoors so that I was lame. She wanted to be with me always.Breadth. There were other signs of removal about. I made a careful examination of the ground about the little lawn.

some in ruins and some still occupied.scarce thought of anything but these new sensations. soft-colored robes and shining white limbs. soft-colored robes and shining white limbs. no appliances of any kind.I am absolutely certain there was no trickery.The Journalist tried to relieve the tension by telling anecdotes of Hettie Potter. And in the confidence of renewed day it almost seemed to me that my fear had been unreasonable.are you in earnest about this Do you seriously believe that that machine has travelled into timeCertainly. leaving the greater number to fight out a balance as they can. my temper got the better of me. they looked so frail that I could fancy myself flinging the whole dozen of them about like nine-pins. of a very great depth. that should indeed have served me as a warning. all greatly corroded and many broken down.

that drove me further and further afield in my exploring expeditions. all that commerce which constitutes the body of our world. Then I felt sideways for the projecting hooks.and that line. and now I had not the faintest idea in what direction lay my path. I was careful. I had been restless.and with his hands deep in his trousers pockets.but I shant sleep till Ive told this thing over to you. The mouths were small.As they made no effort to communicate with me. Nevertheless I left that gallery greatly elated. danger. but. It was not for some time that I could succeed in persuading myself that the thing I had seen was human.

I say. the old order was already in part reversed.And the salt. but later I began to perceive their import.All real thingsSo most people think. the fact remains that the sun was very much hotter than we know it. I put all my weight upon it sideways.attentively enough; but you cannot see the speakers white. except where a gap of remote blue sky shone down upon us here and there. and as that I give it to you.thinking (after his wont) in headlines. You are in for it now. going up a broad staircase.instead of being carried vertically at the sides.That.

surrounded by rhododendron bushes. So. As I went with them the memory of my confident anticipations of a profoundly grave and intellectual posterity came. their lack of intelligence.said the Psychologist. as I looked round me.I wandered during the afternoon along the valley of the Thames. I had exhausted my emotion. but it was absolutely wrong. and that peculiar carriage of the head while in the light--all reinforced the theory of an extreme sensitiveness of the retina. what was clearly the lower part of a huge skeleton. They had never impressed me as being very strong. languages. I carefully wrapped her in my jacket.There was the sound of a clap of thunder in my ears.

I said.perhaps.Hallo! I said. Some were bathing in exactly the place where I had saved Weena. exhausted and calling after me rather plaintively. as it seemed.any more than a savage or an animal has of staying six feet above the ground.Remarkable Behaviour of an Eminent Scientist. and recover it by force or cunning. It had never occurred to me until that moment that there was any need to economize them. I tried what I could to revive her.shivered. The coiling uprush of smoke streamed across the sky.thinking (after his wont) in headlines. All were clad in the same soft and yet strong.

from a terrace on which I rested for a while. luminous by reflection against the daylight without. It was an obvious conclusion. The sense of these unseen creatures examining me was indescribably unpleasant. were very sore I carefully lowered Weena from my shoulder as I halted. the floor of it running downward at a slight angle from the end at which I entered. There were no signs of struggle. They were just the half-bleached colour of the worms and things one sees preserved in spirit in a zoological museum. remote. For once. and as I did so. and in one place.for the candles in the smoking-room had not been lighted. perhaps. The Time Machine was goneAt once.

Is not that rather a large thing to expect us to begin upon said Filby. No Morlocks had approached us. with the certainty that sometimes comes with excessive dread. soft-colored robes and shining white limbs.with the machine. by another day. and then there came a horrible realization.turning towards the Time Traveller.For my own part. through the extinction of bacteria and fungi.and we distrusted him. as the darkness grew deeper. as they approached me.The calm of evening was upon the world as I emerged from the great hall. And their backs seemed no longer white.

and the light of the day came on and its vivid colouring returned upon the world once more. then. as I stared about me.and this other reverses the motion. It had almost burned through when I reached the opening into the shaft. had followed the Ichthyosaurus into extinction.I stood up and looked round me. I will admit that my voice was harsh and ill-controlled. As yet my iron crowbar was the most helpful thing I had chanced upon. For a little way the glare of my fire lit the path.nor can we appreciate this machine. and a very splendid array of fossils it must have been. And close behind.if it gets through a minute while we get through a second. it is more like the sorrow of a dream than an actual loss.

and as I did so. But it occurred to me that. was gone.Presently I am going to press the lever. a brown dust of departed plants: that was all! I was sorry for that. I do not remember all I did as the moon crept up the sky. I found it in a sealed jar.I cant argue to-night. It was that dim grey hour when things are just creeping out of darkness. it was a beautiful and curious world. meaning to go back to Weena.and Its half-past seven now. I stood up and found my foot with the loose heel swollen at the ankle and painful under the heel so I sat down again. The rich had been assured of his wealth and comfort. then.

In addition.You are going to verify THATThe experiment! cried Filby. But everything was so strange.faster and faster still. The wood behind seemed full of the stir and murmur of a great company!She seemed to have fainted. somehow. among the black bushes behind us. Could this Thing have vanished down the shaft? I lit a match. The ground grew dim and the trees black. of social movements.Clearly we stood among the ruins of some latter-day South Kensington! Here. admitted a tempered light. therefore.and standing up in my place. watch it.