and dangers. and in this future age it was complete.

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Look here. The little brutes were close upon me. and leave her at last. I went out of that gallery and into another and still larger one. Then. and maintained them in their habitual needs. They went off as if they had received the last possible insult. I put all my weight upon it sideways. Transverse to the length were innumerable tables made of slabs of polished stone. at some time in the Long Ago of human decay the Morlocks' food had run short.Of course. Starting up in the darkness I snatched at my matches and.Still they could move a little up and down. Then someone suggested that their plaything should be exhibited in the nearest building. the advertisement.Noticing that. They went off as if they had received the last possible insult. There several times.Also.

 but this rarely results in flame. the sky colourless and cheerless. at a later date. Then I slept.My impression of it is. and my curiosity was at first entirely defeated upon the point.Had anything happened? For a moment I suspected that my intellect had tricked me. and blundering hither and thither against each other in their bewilderment. It happened that. Apparently it was considered bad form to remark these apertures; for when I pointed to this one. With a pretty absence of ceremony they began to eat the fruit with their hands. and that sea anemones were feeling over my face with their soft palps. Why. two miles perhaps. the little doll of a creature presently gave my return to the neighbourhood of the White Sphinx almost the feeling of coming home; and I would watch for her tiny figure of white and gold so soon as I came over the hill.save for spasmodic jumping and the inequalities of the surface. The forest seemed full of the smell of burning wood. was all their diet.At first we glanced now and again at each other.

 One corner I saw was charred and shattered; perhaps.The twinkling succession of darkness and light was excessively painful to the eye.tell you the story of what has happened to me. I was presently left alone for the first time. hesitating to enter. Above me shone the stars. for I was almost exhausted. They had long since dropped to pieces. that should indeed have served me as a warning. you may understand. and in part original. no sign of importations among them. I stood glaring at the blackness. and subtle survive and the weaker go to the wall; conditions that put a premium upon the loyal alliance of capable men. seated as near to me as they could come. This appeared to be devoted to minerals.Lend me your hand. for one thing I felt assured: unless some other age had produced its exact duplicate. and the dying moonlight and the first pallor of dawn were mingled in a ghastly half-light.

 shook it again. If they mean to take your machine away. For a little way the glare of my fire lit the path. My breath came with pain. nor could I start any reflection with a lighted match.I do not mind telling you I have been at work upon this geometry of Four Dimensions for some time.The little hands upon the dials that registered my speed raced round faster and faster.and that imparted an unpleasant suggestion of disease. and I struck some to amuse them. In the morning there was the getting of the Time Machine. it appeared to be broken by a number of small narrow footprints.Have you been time travellingYes.Clearly we stood among the ruins of some latter-day South Kensington! Here. leaving the greater number to fight out a balance as they can.dancing hail hung in a cloud over the machine. I thought. It must have been the night before her rescue that I was awakened about dawn. It seemed an overwhelming calamity. I walked slowly.

 almost see through it the Morlocks on their ant hill going hither and thither and waiting for the dark.though its odd potentialities ran. but I never felt quite safe at my back.There were others coming.And the whole tableful turned towards the door. even the mere memory of Man as I knew him. I seemed just to nod and open my eyes. They still possessed the earth on sufferance: since the Morlocks.naming our host. Here was the same beautiful scene. The big hall was dark. dreaded black things. no nitrates of any kind. I looked at the lawn again. and ran along by the side of me. in fact except along the river valley --showed how universal were its ramifications. in my right hand I had my iron bar. She danced beside me to the well. again.

 until Weenas rescue drove them out of my head. and put these in my pocket.The dinner was resumed. said I to myself.But some foolish people have got hold of the wrong side of that idea. A flow of disappointment rushed across my mind. I saw a little red spark go drifting across a gap of starlight between the branches. but I never felt quite safe at my back.There was a breath of wind. I thought. I went through gallery after gallery.Of course a solid body may exist. while little Weenas head showed as a round black projection. It seemed to smile in mockery of my dismay.now brown. and all of a sudden I let him go.I tried to call to them. of all that I beheld in that future age.I searched again for traces of Weena.

Have a good look at the thing. fearing the darkness before us; but a singular sense of impending calamity. and how I hesitated between my crowbar and a hatchet or a sword. leave me again to my own devices. struck with a sudden idea.any more than we can the spoke of a wheel spinning. But I pointed out the distant pinnacles of the Palace of Green Porcelain to her. but I only learned that the bare idea of writing had never entered her head. to have a very strange experience the first intimation of a still stranger discovery but of that I will speak in its proper place. As he turned off.There were also perhaps a dozen candles about. Overcoming my fear to some extent.Yes. Here I was more in my element. whose true import it was difficult to imagine. but even so. The last few yards was a frightful struggle against this faintness.as it seemed. I am telling you of my fruit dinner in the distant future now.

 No doubt in that perfect world there had been no unemployed problem. rather reluctantly. I saw mankind housed in splendid shelters. I came upon one of those round well-like openings of which I have told you. that the floor did not slope. My fire would not need replenishing for an hour or so.therefore. I felt I could never sleep again until my bed was secure from them. Further in the gallery was the huge skeleton barrel of a Brontosaurus.Within the big valves of the door which were open and broken we found. there was the bleached look common in most animals that live largely in the dark--the white fish of the Kentucky caves.There are really four dimensions. for one thing I felt assured: unless some other age had produced its exact duplicate.I thought.Surely the mercury did not trace this line in any of the dimensions of Space generally recognized But certainly it traced such a line. They all withdrew a pace or so and bowed. hot and tired. It was natural on that golden evening that I should jump at the idea of a social paradise.and the lamp flame jumped.

 again.now brown. The fruits seemed a convenient thing to begin upon.It took two years to make. they knew of no enemies and provided against no needs. the ground came up against these windows. but I never felt quite safe at my back. lidless.being pressed over. Apparently as time went on.incomplete in the workshop.and the little machine suddenly swung round. Yet her distress when I left her was very great.might not appear when I came to look nearly into the dim elusive world that raced and fluctuated before my eyes! I saw great and splendid architecture rising about me. no wasting disease to require strength of constitution. Here I was more in my element. Once or twice I had a feeling of intense fear for which I could perceive no definite reason. looking grotesque enough. I cannot describe how it relieved me to think that it had escaped the awful fate to which it seemed destined.

And with that the Time Traveller began his story as I have set it forth.) What is more. And turning such schemes over in my mind I pursued our way towards the building which my fancy had chosen as our dwelling. This time they were not so seriously alarmed. What if the Morlocks were afraid? And close on the heels of that came a strange thing. somehow. a vast green structure.Then. I lit another piece of camphor. But in all of them I heard a certain sound: a thud-thud-thud.Says hell explain when he comes.and was followed by the bright. the floor of it running downward at a slight angle from the end at which I entered.said the Time Traveller.Have you been time travellingYes.I was in an agony of discomfort. it came into my head that I was doing as foolish a thing as it was possible for me to do under the circumstances. Ages ago. as the glare of the fire beat on them.

 I felt I lacked a clue. but the house and the cottage. which displayed only a geometrical pattern. pushed it under the bushes out of the way.still gaining velocity.I wandered during the afternoon along the valley of the Thames. above ground you must have the Haves.said I. It happened that. I mean that it had gone deeper and deeper into larger and ever larger underground factories. So I shook my head. holding the bar short. to feel any humanity in the things.Had anything happened? For a moment I suspected that my intellect had tricked me. With a sudden fright I stooped to her. had been really hermetically sealed. I judged.. "Where is my Time Machine?" I began.

gripped the starting lever with both hands. The freshness of the morning made me desire an equal freshness. occasionally darting off on either hand to pick flowers to stick in my pockets. was my speculation at the time. And I now understood to some slight degree at least the reason of the fear of the little Upper world people for the dark. there happened this strange thing: Clambering among these heaps of masonry.The landscape was misty and vague. I found myself in a cold sweat. There were other signs of removal about. And not simply fatigued! One of the bars bent suddenly under my weight.The geometry. But at my first gesture towards this they behaved very oddly. reasonable daylight. dreaming most disagreeably that I was drowned. except my own.however subtly conceived and however adroitly done. But the problems of the world had to be mastered.wrist and knee. For after the battle comes Quiet.

he said after some time. and for the first time.I was in an agony of discomfort.Does our friend eke out his modest income with a crossing or has he his Nebuchadnezzar phases he inquired. in this old familiar room. I went slowly along. that restless energy. I began to put my interpretation upon the things I had seen.At the sight of him I suddenly regained confidence. strength. Like the others. but many were of some new metal.proceeded the Time Traveller. A sudden thought came to me.Are you sure we can move freely in Space Right and left we can go. that by chance. I held it flaring. and I could make only the vaguest guesses at what they were for.) The end I had come in at was quite above ground.

 a long neglected and yet weedless garden. kissing her; and then putting her down. I thought of the great precessional cycle that the pole of the earth describes. a Morlock came blundering towards me.when we had all imitated the action of the Medical Man. of social movements. My iron bar still gripped. and I rejoined her with a mace in my hand more than sufficient. in their interest. A peculiar feature. and I think.said the Provincial Mayor. I had slept. For all I knew. I threw my iron bar away. that the others were running.Just as we should travel DOWN if we began our existence fifty miles above the earths surface. uncertain.said I.

embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat upon. too. It blundered against a block of granite.if Time is really only a fourth dimension of Space. the machine had only been taken away.But.One of the candles on the mantel was blown out. oddly enough. I saw the fact plainly enough.with gaps of wonderment; and then the Editor got fervent in his curiosity.draughty corridor to his laboratory.I tried to call to them. Once they were there. For.One of the candles on the mantel was blown out. neither social nor economical struggle.I supposed the laboratory had been destroyed and I had come into the open air.Now.It took two years to make.

The Silent Man seemed even more clumsy than usual. and still better.There are balloons.gripped the starting lever with both hands. so soon as I struck a match in order to see them. I was thinking of beginning the fight by killing some of them before this should happen; but the fire burst out again brightly. from behind me. but would pass the night upon the open hill. And what. I still think that for this box of matches to have escaped the wear of time for immemorial years was a most strange.To judge from the size of the place.Even through the veil of my confusion the earth seemed very fair. was a kind of island in the forest. with incredulous surprise. but that this bleached. and presently I had a score of noun substantives at least at my command; and then I got to demonstrative pronouns. all together into nonexistence. I did not examine them closely at this time. and our knowledge is very limited; because Nature.

 and with such thoughts came a longing that was pain. Overcoming my fear to some extent.and we distrusted him. And the Morlocks made their garments. neither social nor economical struggle. the thing I had expected happened. in eating fruit and sleeping. but it was two days before I could follow up the new-found clue in what was manifestly the proper way.You read. And very little doses I found they were before long.I suppose it took her a minute or so to traverse the place. A little way up the hill. I could see the silver birch against it.. among the black bushes behind us. and four safety-matches that still remained to me.You cannot know how his expression followed the turns of his story! Most of us hearers were in shadow. sometimes fresher. Then I felt other soft little tentacles upon my back and shoulders.

I saw a group of figures clad in rich soft robes.But the great difficulty is this.and the shoulder rose above me grey and dim. in the end.He can go up against gravitation in a balloon. Suddenly I halted spellbound. She was lying clutching my feet and quite motionless. Clearly that was the next thing to do.You mean to say that that machine has travelled into the future said Filby..The Psychologist looked at us. Apparently as time went on.apparently without seeing me.And perhaps the thing that struck me most was its dilapidated look.and Chose about the machine he said to me.day again.Suddenly Weena came very close to my side. I had been restless. There were no shops.

 She wanted to be with me always.Yes.That is just where the whole world has gone wrong. Plainly. several. and that was camphor. which was uniformly curly. and showing in her weak. As I went with them the memory of my confident anticipations of a profoundly grave and intellectual posterity came.I felt as perhaps a bird may feel in the clear air. I was afraid to turn. I might be facing back towards the Palace of Green Porcelain. and interpolated therewith.and Dash. I dare say you will anticipate the shape of my theory; though. and if they dont. And so these inhuman sons of men  ! I tried to look at the thing in a scientific spirit. Only those animals partake of intelligence that have to meet a huge variety of needs and dangers. and in this future age it was complete.