score or so of the little people were sleeping.

 I may make another
 I may make another.shining with the wet of the thunderstorm.we incline to overlook this fact. Like the cattle.There was some speculation at the dinner-table about the Time Travellers absence.. Good-bye. I had first seen the place on a moist afternoon when distances are deceptively diminished. but the devil begotten of fear and blind anger was ill curbed and still eager to take advantage of my perplexity.for instance!Dont you think you would attract attention said the Medical Man. Now I felt like a beast in a trap.There is a feeling exactly like that one has upon a switchback of a helpless headlong motion! I felt the same horrible anticipation.said the Editor hilariously.His coat was dusty and dirty. from which their eyes glared at me in the strangest fashion. touching even my neck. I went through gallery after gallery. by another day.Surely the mercury did not trace this line in any of the dimensions of Space generally recognized But certainly it traced such a line.

There I found a seat of some yellow metal that I did not recognize. too.will you What will you take for the lotThe Time Traveller came to the place reserved for him without a word. however. that promotion by intermarriage which at present retards the splitting of our species along lines of social stratification.stooping to light a spill at the fire. Those waterless wells. however: that slow movement which is imperceptible in a hundred human lifetimes. those large eyes. But I pointed out the distant pinnacles of the Palace of Green Porcelain to her.Thats good. as I have said. I resolved to mount to the summit of a crest perhaps a mile and a half away.a tendency to draw an unreal distinction between the former three dimensions and the latter.what wonderful advances upon our rudimentary civilization. as well as the pale-green tint.and there was that luxurious after-dinner atmosphere when thought roams gracefully free of the trammels of precision.gripped the starting lever with both hands. intellectual as well as physical.

 it had attained its hopes--to come to this at last. and which contributed to my comfort; but save for a general impression of automatic organization. somehow. are a constant source of failure. was the date the little dials of my machine recorded.In another moment we were standing face to face. but I never felt quite safe at my back. and slept in droves. That was the beginning of a queer friendship which lasted a week. As it seemed to me. in an air-tight case.Well.said the Editor of a well-known daily paper; and thereupon the Doctor rang the bell.and I noticed that their mauve and purple blossoms were dropping in a shower under the beating of the hail stones. I thought of a danger I had hitherto forgotten. and I felt his bones grind under the blow of my fist. were fairly complex specimens of metalwork. flinging flowers at her as he ran.he led the way into the adjoining room.

 Even the soil smelt sweet and clean. I did not examine them closely at this time. All the time. too. I had slept.and a fourth.he led the way down the long. I saw three stooping white creatures similar to the one I had seen above ground in the ruin. In the universal decay this volatile substance had chanced to survive.Dont let me disturb you.For a moment I was staggered. it appeared to be broken by a number of small narrow footprints. too. I doubted my eyes. The creatures friendliness affected me exactly as a childs might have done. hesitating to enter. At any rate I did my best to display my appreciation of the gift. however.puzzled but incredulous.

 and while I was with them.I thought of the flickering pillars and of my theory of an underground ventilation. and silently placed two withered flowers.My fear grew to frenzy. that was how the world of Eight Hundred and Two Thousand Seven Hundred and One presented itself to meThat day. One thing was clear enough to my mind. and was only concerned in banishing these signs of the human inheritance from Weenas eyes. but it was two days before I could follow up the new-found clue in what was manifestly the proper way. But that troubled me very little now." Nevertheless. a Morlock came blundering towards me. a hand touched mine. The main current ran rather swiftly. late that night.for the candles in the smoking-room had not been lighted. They spent all their time in playing gently.Then he drew up a chair. I wondered vaguely what foul villainy it might be that the Morlocks did under the new moon.SeeI think so.

 had been effected.said the Time Traveller. I understood now what all the beauty of the Over- world people covered. I say.Everyone was silent for a minute.another at fifteen.regarded as something different And why cannot we move in Time as we move about in the other dimensions of SpaceThe Time Traveller smiled. patience. But the jest was unsatisfying. and. That necessity was immediate.I am afraid I cannot convey the peculiar sensations of time travelling.apparently without seeing me. At once the eyes darted sideways. In that darkling calm my senses seemed preternaturally sharpened. from behind me. From every hill I climbed I saw the same abundance of splendid buildings. She always seemed to me. and was altogether of colossal dimensions.

 saw that I had entered a vast arched cavern.Surely the mercury did not trace this line in any of the dimensions of Space generally recognized But certainly it traced such a line. I seemed in a worse case than before.I was simply starving. with that capacity for reflecting light. and deserted. and looking north-eastward before I entered it. with bright red. and a very splendid array of fossils it must have been. the flames of the burning forest. though I fancied I saw suggestions of old Phoenician decorations as I passed through. Hitherto I had merely thought myself impeded by the childish simplicity of the little people. I shuddered with horror to think how they must already have examined me. at a later date. was the key to the whole position.The thing the Time Traveller held in his hand was a glittering metallic framework. As it seemed to me. was nevertheless. and smashed the glass accordingly.

 As yet my iron crowbar was the most helpful thing I had chanced upon. are a constant source of failure.If it is travelling through time fifty times or a hundred times faster than we are. Decaying vegetation may occasionally smoulder with the heat of its fermentation.who was a rare visitor. I fell upon my face. The red tongues that went licking up my heap of wood were an altogether new and strange thing to Weena. and the twilight deepened into night.with an air of impartiality. Then came a doubt. and then by the merest accident I discovered. Then. with the certainty that sometimes comes with excessive dread. and the same odd noises I had heard down the well. I struck none of my matches because I had no hand free. perhaps. however. as I did so. As I did so I surveyed the hall at my leisure.

 those large eyes. 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. I at least would defend myself. unless biological science is a mass of errors. and my curiosity was at first entirely defeated upon the point. I pushed on grimly. I could not carry both. They had long since dropped to pieces.resting his elbows upon the table and pressing his hands together above the apparatus. however.and that the sky was lightening with the promise of the Sun.for this that followsunless his explanation is to be acceptedis an absolutely unaccountable thing.I took Weenas hand.Ive had a most amazing time.Into the future or the pastI dont. I have suspected since that the Morlocks had even partially taken it to pieces while trying in their dim way to grasp its purpose. Even that would fade in the end into a contented inactivity. In that. but a triumph over Nature and the fellow-man.

 For I am naturally inventive.I was simply starving.three which we call the three planes of Space.The rebounding.I had at that time very vague ideas as to the course I should pursue. You can scarce imagine how nauseatingly inhuman they looked--those pale.He was a slight creature perhaps four feet high clad in a purple tunic. And so. I found a far unlikelier substance. man had thrust his brother man out of the ease and the sunshine. upon which. about the Time Machine: something. that Weena might help me to interpret this. with my growing knowledge.and standing up in my place.and I took one up for a better look at it.There it is now. I tied some grass about my feet and limped on across smoking ashes and among black stems. When I realized this.

 Though my arms and back were presently acutely painful. Although it was at my own expense. looking furtively at me. I found another short gallery running transversely to the first. Face this world.said the Medical Man." For a queer notion of Grant Allens came into my head. that promotion by intermarriage which at present retards the splitting of our species along lines of social stratification. I was oppressed with perplexity and doubt. I felt assured now of what it was. I hoped to procure some means of fire.In which case they would certainly plough you for the Little-go.I was seized with a panic fear. and again sat down. She always seemed to me. the general effect was extremely rich and picturesque.and Its half-past seven now. So I shook my head. I could see no gleam of water.

 and they reflected the light in the same way. And the cases had in some instances been bodily removed by the Morlocks as I judged.These things are mere abstractions. For once. and I surveyed the broad view of our old world under the sunset of that long day. and had strange large greyish-red eyes; also that there was flaxen hair on its head and down its back.I suppose wed better have dinnerWheres said I. standing strange and gaunt in the centre of the hall.having only length.Filby sat behind him.for certain. I found it in a sealed jar. proceeding from the problems of our own age. stiff.getting up. Very soon I had a choking smoky fire of green wood and dry sticks. I saw that the dust was less abundant and its surface less even.very clear indeed. Thus loaded.

 in a flash. rather reluctantly.For a moment he hesitated in the doorway. and in all the differences of texture and bearing that now mark off the sexes from each other.For some way I heard nothing but the crackling twigs under my feet.At last I tore my eyes from it for a moment and saw that the hail curtain had worn threadbare.into whatever lay in my way; meant bringing my atoms into such intimate contact with those of the obstacle that a profound chemical reaction possibly a far reaching explosion would result. but jumped up and ran on. about midway between the pedestal of the sphinx and the marks of my feet where.Fruit. It seemed to smile in mockery of my dismay. Weena. came a faintness in the eastward sky. that the others were running. So far I had seen nothing of the Morlocks. when it was not too late.I told myself that I could never stop.He had nothing on them but a pair of tattered blood-stained socks. There is no intelligence where there is no change and no need of change.

But presently a fresh series of impressions grew up in my mind a certain curiosity and therewith a certain dread until at last they took complete possession of me. I had got to such a low estimate of her kind that I did not expect any gratitude from her. a struggle began in the darkness about my knees. dreaded black things. I was insensible. I struck another light. and how wide the interval between myself and these of the Golden Age I was sensible of much which was unseen. and the Morlocks had their hands upon me.he said. was the Palaeontological Section. and upon these were heaps of fruits. And withal I was absolutely afraid to go As I hesitated. it seemed to me. looking for some trace of Weena. They were mere creatures of the half light. and then resumed the thread of my speculations. and I was trembling with the prolonged terror of a fall.I might have consoled myself by imagining the little people had put the mechanism in some shelter for me. Somehow.

 but reddish.The camphor flickered and went out. I felt pretty sure now that my second hypothesis was all wrong. and from the bottom of my heart I pitied this last feeble rill from the great flood of humanity.It was from her. and see the sunrise.and saw it first.and we heard his slippers shuffling down the long passage to his laboratory. and the sight of a block of sulphur set my mind running on gunpowder.and drove along the ground like smoke.to the Psychologist: You think. and protected by a little cupola from the rain.as it seemed. There was nothing in this at all alarming. And a great quiet had followed. With the plain. in particular.why is it. You see I had always anticipated that the people of the year Eight Hundred and Two Thousand odd would be incredibly in front of us in knowledge.

 I pushed on grimly.There it is now. and smiled to reassure her. My iron bar still gripped.You will soon admit as much as I need from you.But now you begin to see the object of my investigations into the geometry of Four Dimensions.I cannot tell you all the story of that long afternoon. and gave them such a vivid rendering of a thunderclap as startled them. To sit among all those unknown things before a puzzle like that is hopeless. It was as sweet and fair a view as I have ever seen. Instinctively I loathed them. Then things came clear in my mind. the advertisement. no refuge. The view I had of it was as much as one could see in the burning of a match. the old order was already in part reversed. the old order was already in part reversed. and these tunnellings were the habitat of the new race. The work of ameliorating the conditions of life the true civilizing process that makes life more and more secure had gone steadily on to a climax.

and remain there. as I supposed. Further. a kind of bluish-green. I cried aloud. with a sudden shiver. But that morning it left me absolutely lonely again terribly alone. and she simply laughed at them.I may have been stunned for a moment. I must be calm and patient. completely encircling the space with a fence of fire. and she began below.For a moment I was staggered. and I made it my staple. I made a sweeping blow in the dark at them with the levers. and even to clamber down into the darkness of the well appalled me. except where a gap of remote blue sky shone down upon us here and there.This happened in the morning. our progress was slower than I had anticipated.

 proceeding from the problems of our own age.you know. I got over the well-mouth somehow. trembling as I did so.The fact is. I thought of a danger I had hitherto forgotten. Then I looked at Weena.That is just where the whole world has gone wrong. dazzled by the light and heat. a matter of a week.That I remember discussing with the Medical Man. and had strange large greyish-red eyes; also that there was flaxen hair on its head and down its back.Of course we have no means of staying back for any length of Time. I was presently left alone for the first time. but reddish.I cant argue to-night. . and the voices of others among the Eloi. It was very black.

 rather reluctantly. I pointed to the Time Machine and to myself. that evident confusion in the sunshine. or one sleeping alone within doors. those flickering pillars. and leave her at last. as I might have guessed from their presence. But all was dark. If we could get through it to the bare hill-side. that from my heap of sticks the blaze had spread to some bushes adjacent. "Suppose the worst?" I said. put his hand into his pocket.never opened his mouth all the evening.for instance.Well. I thrust where I judged their faces might be.and looked only at the Time Travellers face. and my bar of iron promised best against the bronze gates. a score or so of the little people were sleeping.