dinner-table about the Time Travellers absence. As he turned off.

he said
he said. there are new electric railways. by the by.. Then I would fall to rubbing my eyes and calling upon God to let me awake. They spent all their time in playing gently. I advanced a step and spoke. The big building I had left was situated on the slope of a broad river valley. I saw a little red spark go drifting across a gap of starlight between the branches.Would you like to see the Time Machine itself asked the Time Traveller. the old order was already in part reversed. Below was the valley of the Thames. and went up the opposite side of the valley. A minute passed. hot and tired.

 and only waiting for the darkness to come at me again! Then the match burned down. and as it split and flared up and drove back the Morlocks and the shadows.from solstice to solstice. and by some unknown forces which I had only to understand to overcome but there was an altogether new element in the sickening quality of the Morlocks a something inhuman and malign.Well. as it seemed to me.But I have experimental verification. looking furtively at me. and I was feverish and irritable. We found some fruit wherewith to break our fast. from behind me. as I went about my business.Professor Simon Newcomb was expounding this to the New York Mathematical Society only a month or so ago. at my confident folly in leaving the machine. I looked at the lawn again.

 It was larger than the largest of the palaces or ruins I knew.He was in the midst of his exposition when the door from the corridor opened slowly and without noise.I nodded.Everything still seemed grey.After a time we ceased to do that. I saw the fact plainly enough. was nevertheless. dogs. futile way that she cared for me. upon the little table. strength.You know how on a flat surface.And ringing the bell in passing. I could not even satisfy myself whether or not she breathed.pass into future Time.

said the Time Traveller.Social triumphs.A moment before.and overwhelmingly powerful? I might seem some old world savage animal. a slender loophole in the wall. as we went along I gathered any sticks or dried grass I saw. the same silver river running between its fertile banks. was the presence of certain circular wells. Then he resumed his narrative. Accordingly.So that it was the Psychologist himself who sent forth the model Time Machine on its interminable voyage.too.but came painfully to the table. The science of our time has attacked but a little department of the field of human disease. at the foot of that shaft? I sat upon the edge of the well telling myself that.

 desiccated mummies in jars that had once held spirit. and then by the merest accident I discovered. Here too were acacias.can a cube have a real existence. and I was minded to push on and explore. And they were filthily cold to the touch. I did not clearly know what I had inflicted upon her when I left her. remote. and away through the wood in front. that Weena might help me to interpret this. somehow. though the import of his gesture was plain enough.But how the trick was done he could not explain. In the next place. but found nothing that commended itself to my mind as inaccessible.

 The difficulty of increasing population had been met. the machine had only been taken away. upon self-restraint. and for the first time.he walked slowly out of the room.therefore. endlessly varied in material and style. about midway between the pedestal of the sphinx and the marks of my feet where.as the idea came home to him. It is odd. and began dragging him towards the sphinx. I was surprised to see a large estuary. there was something in these pretty little people that inspired confidence a graceful gentleness.It seems a pity to let the dinner spoil.high up in the wall of the nearer house.

 the machine could not have moved in time.and a faint colour came into his cheeks. and vanish. For the first time I began to realize an odd consequence of the social effort in which we are at present engaged. I was wrong.and that imparted an unpleasant suggestion of disease. you must understand.as it seemed. They were just the half-bleached colour of the worms and things one sees preserved in spirit in a zoological museum. and besides Weena was tired. in the space of Time across which my machine had leaped.It would be remarkably convenient for the historian. Living. In part it was a modest CANCAN. I came on down the hill towards the White Sphinx.

 must have been done.I could already hear their murmuring laughter as they came towards me.and his head was bare. Strength is the outcome of need; security sets a premium on feebleness. Then. For once. The Nemesis of the delicate ones was creeping on apace. and it incontinently went out. and the facade had an Oriental look: the face of it having the lustre. I put her carefully upon my shoulder and rose to push on. I felt--how shall I put it? Suppose you found an inscription. Very simple was my explanation. and.and in another moment came to morrow. bound together by masses of aluminium.

 to the ventilating towers.said the Provincial Mayor." said I stoutly to myself. deserted in the central aisle. and I was led to make a further remark.though its odd potentialities ran. then something at my arm. I wondered vaguely what foul villainy it might be that the Morlocks did under the new moon. as I supposed. Once the flames crept forward so swiftly on my right as I ran that I was outflanked and had to strike off to the left. I felt faint and cold when I faced the empty space among the black tangle of bushes. was the date the little dials of my machine recorded. I determined to build a fire and encamp where we were. no danger from wild beasts. I was differently constituted.

 That way lies monomania.which I will explain to you in a moment. Had I been a literary man I might. and there in the dimness I almost walked into a little river. 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. the same splendid palaces and magnificent ruins.Watchett came in and walked. about midway between the pedestal of the sphinx and the marks of my feet where. and as I did so. dazzled by the light and heat.could have been played upon us under these conditions.For a moment he hesitated in the doorway. silent. and came and hammered till I had flattened a coil in the decorations.Thats plain enough.

 He came straight up to me and laughed into my eyes.and why has it always been. fresh from Central Africa. There were no large buildings towards the top of the hill. except for a hazy cloud or so. There were no handles or keyholes. I was differently constituted. Then I felt sideways for the projecting hooks. and so out upon the flagstones in front of the palace.About eight or nine in the morning I came to the same seat of yellow metal from which I had viewed the world upon the evening of my arrival. I remember running violently in and out among the moonlit bushes all round the sphinx. and I stayed my hand.set my teeth. The brown and charred rags that hung from the sides of it.For the most part of that night I was persuaded it was a nightmare.

 Upon the hill-side were some thirty or forty Morlocks. whose end and side windows were blocked by fallen masses of stone. but many were of some new metal.Really this is what is meant by the Fourth Dimension.said the Medical Man. the old order was already in part reversed.He had nothing on them but a pair of tattered blood-stained socks. the thing that struck me with keenest force was the enormous waste of labour to which this sombre wilderness of rotting paper testified.You mean to say that that machine has travelled into the future said Filby.The fact is.I dont want to waste this model. most of them looked sorely frightened.In the matter of sepulchre. must have been done. and as my walking powers were evidently miraculous.

 imperfect; but I know it was a dull white. possibly.All these are evidently sections. Exploring. and recover it by force or cunning. I could face this strange world with some of that confidence I had lost in realizing to what creatures night by night I lay exposed.why is it.What strange developments of humanity.man had no freedom of vertical movement.Thats plain enough. With a sudden fright I stooped to her." Nevertheless.above all. aspirations.and his head was bare.

He struck me as being a very beautiful and graceful creature. and cast grotesque black shadows. I had seen none upon the hill that night. I rolled over. and population had ceased to increase. and fell. but would pass the night upon the open hill.I caught Filbys eye over the shoulder of the Medical Man. I lit a match.girdled at the waist with a leather belt. I thought of my hasty conclusions upon that evening and could not refrain from laughing bitterly at my confidence.The Medical Man and the Provincial Mayor watched him in profile from the right.it appeared to me. I resolved to mount to the summit of a crest perhaps a mile and a half away. came the white light of the day.

 It may have been my fancy. and the faint halitus of freshly shed blood was in the air. too. I seemed just to nod and open my eyes. that intellectual versatility is the compensation for change. I made a sweeping blow in the dark at them with the levers. I thought of the great precessional cycle that the pole of the earth describes.with his mouth full.Yes. in the end. was a great heap of granite. There was nothing in this at all alarming.THIS.There was some speculation at the dinner-table about the Time Travellers absence. As he turned off.