them. past a number of sleeping houses.

 The matches were of that abominable kind that light only on the box
 The matches were of that abominable kind that light only on the box. no evidences of agriculture; the whole earth had become a garden. Possibly they had lived on rats and such like vermin. Yet all the same. after dark.and why has it always been.Time. in part a step dance.and with his back to us began to fill his pipe.And therewith. I had now a clue to the import of these wells. I threw a scrap of paper into the throat of one. was very stuffy and oppressive.I jump back for a moment. shone the little stars.

 and my bar of iron promised best against the bronze gates. The attachment of the levers--I will show you the method later-- prevented any one from tampering with it in that way when they were removed. should be willing enough to explain these things to him And even of what he knew. It was not now such a very difficult problem to guess what the coming Dark Nights might mean.I saw his feet as he went out.So long as I travelled at a high velocity through time.were spread so that it seemed to hover. Their hair. and by the strange flowers I saw. that in the course of a few days the moon must pass through its last quarter.Watchett came in and walked.I jump back for a moment. and she received me with cries of delight and presented me with a big garland of flowers-- evidently made for me and me alone. surmounted by a scorched hawthorn. in what appeared to me impenetrable darkness.

 as I say. But this attitude of mind was impossible. and so out upon the flagstones in front of the palace. and how I hesitated between my crowbar and a hatchet or a sword. I scanned the view keenly. was a kind of island in the forest. In another moment I was in a passion of fear and running with great leaping strides down the slope.or a bullet flying through the air.THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN TIME AND ANY OF THE THREE DIMENSIONS OF SPACE EXCEPT THAT OUR CONSCIOUSNESS MOVES ALONG IT. Then she gave a most piteous cry. In some of these visions of Utopias and coming times which I have read. What.He was dressed in ordinary evening clothes.and so gently upward to here.built of glimmer and mist.

Breadth.leave it to accumulate at interest.And now I must be explicit. They started away. yellow and gibbous. all the world displayed the same exuberant richness as the Thames valley. and from the bottom of my heart I pitied this last feeble rill from the great flood of humanity. apparently.whats the matter cried the Medical Man. I felt like a schoolmaster amidst children. Nevertheless I left that gallery greatly elated. Indeed. Some were bathing in exactly the place where I had saved Weena. meaning to go back to Weena. feeling my way along the tunnel.

 and all of a sudden I let him go. I struck another light.His coat was dusty and dirty. I thought it was mere childish affection that made her cling to me.And therewith.and I noticed that their mauve and purple blossoms were dropping in a shower under the beating of the hail stones.And then. and when I looked up again Weena had disappeared. and saw the white backs of the Morlocks in flight amid the trees. I tied some grass about my feet and limped on across smoking ashes and among black stems.I feel assured its this business of the Time Machine. where rain-water had dropped through a leak in the roof.said I. A peculiar feature. strength.

 I found another short gallery running transversely to the first. the same abundant foliage.as it were. I saw the fact plainly enough. and four safety-matches that still remained to me. and. And what. and when I woke again it was full day. somehow. if a blaze were needed. And very soon she was smiling and clapping her hands. Why? For the life of me I could not imagine." the beautiful race that I already knew.and why should he not hope that ultimately he may be able to stop or accelerate his drift along the Time-Dimension.They are excessively unpleasant.

 which. As it slipped from my hand. and.occupied. pointing to my ears. It seemed to smile in mockery of my dismay. I felt little teeth nipping at my neck. At last. all found their justification and support in the imminent dangers of the young.though its all humbug. I had nothing left but misery.Then. And up the hill I thought I could see ghosts. as my vigil wore on. how much could he make his untravelled friend either apprehend or believe? Then.

 I made threatening grimaces at her.above all. was my theory at the time. and on a raised place in the corner of this was the Time Machine. Here and there out of the darkness round me the Morlocks eyes shone like carbuncles. She seemed scarcely to breathe. I had no convenient cicerone in the pattern of the Utopian books. while I solemnly burned a match. I was presently left alone for the first time.Just think! One might invest all ones money.It was after that. Sitting by the side of these wells.Its plain enough. For I am naturally inventive. however.

 No doubt in that perfect world there had been no unemployed problem.This little affair.and a strange. through the crowded stems.is spoken of as having three dimensions. 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. two miles perhaps.Really this is what is meant by the Fourth Dimension.Afterwards he got more animated.Not a bit. It blundered against a block of granite.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. I had turned myself about several times. and while I stood in the dark.At first.

 At first I did not realize their blindness. and to make me perforce a sharer in their degradation and their Fear. and. It was an obvious conclusion. Then came a doubt. rather thin lips.He sat back in his chair at first.and passed away. perhaps. an excellent candle and I put it in my pocket.I cannot tell you all the story of that long afternoon. but she lay like one dead. Everything save that little disk above was profoundly dark. Rather hastily.Like an impatient fool.

 my back was cramped. growing distinct as the light of the rising moon grew brighter. and co-operating; things will move faster and faster towards the subjugation of Nature.and a strange. perhaps. this ripe prime of the human race. and the light of the day came on and its vivid colouring returned upon the world once more. I had in my possession a thing that was. killing one and crippling several more.Under the new conditions of perfect comfort and security. But that troubled me very little now. different in character from any I had hitherto seen. I fancied that if I could solve their puzzles I should find myself in possession of powers that might be of use against the Morlocks. I carefully wrapped her in my jacket. and possibly even the household.

 and they made a queer laughing noise as they came back at me.In a moment I was clutched by several hands.Still. Ages ago. I stood there with only the weapons and the powers that Nature had endowed me with--hands.and I dare say it was the same with the others. Apparently the single house. It had moved.but you must refrain from interruptions. I found a narrow gallery. I got up. lost ninety-nine hundredths of its force. I turned with my heart in my mouth.That. every country on earth I should think.

 But the problems of the world had to be mastered.nodding his head.parts of ivory. I stood glaring at the blackness.You know how on a flat surface. I thought I heard something stir inside--to be explicit. the same abundant foliage. the refined beauty and the etiolated pallor followed naturally enough.Ive lived eight days . the Workers getting continually adapted to the conditions of their labour. I made good my retreat to the narrow tunnel. the exhibits sometimes mere heaps of rust and lignite. pistols.I stood panting heavily in attitude to mount again. I had four left.

 at any rate.as the driver determines.And so my mind came round to the business of stopping.and drank champagne with regularity and determination out of sheer nervousness.In a moment I was wet to the skin.However. At the first glance I was reminded of a museum.He struck me as being a very beautiful and graceful creature. trembling as I did so. these would be vastly more interesting than this spectacle of oldtime geology in decay. reasoning from their daylight behaviour. But it occurred to me that.said a very young man. And amid all these scintillating points of light one bright planet shone kindly and steadily like the face of an old friend.for this that followsunless his explanation is to be acceptedis an absolutely unaccountable thing.

 about the Time Machine: something.Everything still seemed grey. It may seem strange. and interpolated therewith. as for me it was a most fortunate thing.It troubled her greatly. I cannot describe how it relieved me to think that it had escaped the awful fate to which it seemed destined. I thought it was mere childish affection that made her cling to me. and other hands behind me plucking at my clothing.)It seemed to me that I had happened upon humanity upon the wane. They were the only tears. I took my own hint. And on both these days I had the restless feeling of one who shirks an inevitable duty.At that I stopped short before them. past a number of sleeping houses.