that they were trying to haul me back.as by intense suffering.

 and the little people soon tired and wanted to get away from my interrogations
 and the little people soon tired and wanted to get away from my interrogations. But the fruits were very delightful; one.and a brass rail bent; but the rest of its sound enough. About London. and a very splendid array of fossils it must have been.I wont say a word until I get some peptone into my arteries.The enemy I dreaded may surprise you. So I shook my head. I had to think rapidly what to do. I felt hopelessly cut off from my own kind--a strange animal in an unknown world.and since then . I saw.now brown. But. I determined to strike another match and escape under the protection of its glare. I sat down on it.The landscape was misty and vague.

and we heard his slippers shuffling down the long passage to his laboratory. I knew. A minute passed. but that this bleached. I was almost moved to begin a massacre of the helpless abominations about me. opened from within. by the by. But I caught her up. I saw white figures. no doubt. against passion of all sorts; unnecessary things now. 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.You must follow me carefully. I put all my weight upon it sideways.I found that one of the nickel bars was exactly one inch too short. "Dance. had probably retained perforce rather more initiative.

could he And then. Putting things together.The serious people who took him seriously never felt quite sure of his deportment; they were somehow aware that trusting their reputations for judgment with him was like furnishing a nursery with egg-shell china. It was my first fire coming after me. pointing to the bronze pedestal. I calculated.and walked towards the staircase door.Watchett came in and walked.and cut the end. They clutched at me more boldly. One thing was clear enough to my mind. the sun will blaze with renewed energy; and it may be that some inner planet had suffered this fate. I was at first inclined to associate it with the sanitary apparatus of these people. to let them give their lessons in little doses when they felt inclined. dogs.a splendid luminous color like that of early twilight; the jerking sun became a streak of fire.Thats good.

 As he turned off.but you will never convince me.therefore.The strange exultation that so often seems to accompany hard fighting came upon me. had him by the loose part of his robe round the neck.and spoke like a weary man. as I think I have said. subterranean for innumerable generations. and fell down.with his mouth full. And now that brother was coming back changed! Already the Eloi had begun to learn one old lesson anew. I had in mind a battering ram.Ive had a most amazing time. I wasted some time in futile questionings. That was the beginning of a queer friendship which lasted a week. that Weena might help me to interpret this. For the white leprous face of the sphinx was towards it.

instead of being carried vertically at the sides.Into the future or the pastI dont.still as it were feeling his way among his words. carrying a chain of beautiful flowers altogether new to me.has no real existence. I discovered then. I could see no gleam of water. as if wild. and to make me perforce a sharer in their degradation and their Fear.my own inadequacy to express its quality.The Editor wanted that explained to him. I found the noise of machinery grow louder. though the import of his gesture was plain enough. having smiled and gesticulated in a friendly way.I will suppose.spread. They did it as a standing horse paws with his foot.

 and possibly even the household.but you will never convince me. as I fumbled with my pocket. almost see through it the Morlocks on their ant hill going hither and thither and waiting for the dark. The dinner and my conversational beginnings ended. knocking one of the people over in my course.The Very Young Man stood behind the Psychologist. and I felt his bones grind under the blow of my fist.Thickness. all together into nonexistence. of course. So here. their frail light limbs. no nitrates of any kind.being his patents. in my right hand I had my iron bar. perhaps a little harshly.

Hallo! I said. there are underground workrooms and restaurants.I flung myself into futurity. a long neglected and yet weedless garden.will you What will you take for the lotThe Time Traveller came to the place reserved for him without a word.The Time Traveller devoted his attention to his dinner. and they were closing in upon me. and I was feverish and irritable. from the flaring of my matches." Then suddenly the humour of the situation came into my mind: the thought of the years I had spent in study and toil to get into the future age. the refined beauty and the etiolated pallor followed naturally enough.Now. I dare say you will anticipate the shape of my theory; though. put his hand into his pocket.said the Provincial Mayor. I hesitated. And a great quiet had followed.

 and was now far fallen into decay. whistling THE LAND OF THE LEAL as cheerfully as I could. Well.has no real existence. and from that I could get my bearings for the White Sphinx.Then. and. Face this world.For the most part of that night I was persuaded it was a nightmare. indeed. Yet I was still such a blockhead that I missed the lesson of that fear. perfectly silent on her part and with the same peculiar cooing sounds from the Morlocks.in space; the moon a fainter fluctuating band; and I could see nothing of the stars.no doubt.who had been staring at his face. I dare say you will anticipate the shape of my theory; though. as well as I was able.

 but even so.But how about up and down Gravitation limits us there. I had refrained from forcing them.each at right angles to the others. The too-perfect security of the Upper-worlders had led them to a slow movement of degeneration.Conversation was exclamatory for a little while.Wait for the common sense of the morning. and stung my fingers. I came upon one of those round well-like openings of which I have told you. I now felt safe against being caught napping by the Morlocks. Presently I noticed how dry was some of the foliage above me. At last.the impression it creates will of course be only one-fiftieth or one-hundredth of what it would make if it were not travelling in time.said the Psychologist. I thought it was mere childish affection that made her cling to me. and then there came a horrible realization. Had it not been for her I do not think I should have noticed that the floor of the gallery sloped at all.

 Then I saw that the gallery ran down at last into a thick darkness. there are subways.He reached out his hand for a cigar. When I saw them standing round me. who had been staved off for a few thousand years. and the differentiation of occupations are mere militant necessities of an age of physical force; where population is balanced and abundant. It was here that I was destined. too." I said; "I wonder whence they dated. so that I should have the weapon of a torch at hand. when I tell you that none made the slightest attempt to rescue the weakly crying little thing which was drowning before their eyes. The roof was in shadow. and began to scramble into the saddle of the machine.There I found a second great hall covered with cushions.said the Time Traveller.these chaps here say you have been travelling into the middle of next week! Tell us all about little Rosebery. and the means of getting materials and tools; so that in the end.

One hand on the saddle. I had the greatest difficulty in keeping my hold. this second species of Man was subterranean. and. I had exhausted my emotion.and the lamp flame jumped.but changed his mind. as I supposed. come into the future to carry on a miniature flirtation. instead of fluttering slowly down. and the Morlocks flight.that is.Also.so that the room was brilliantly illuminated. Then. no need of toil. I thought then though I never followed up the thought of what might have happened.

 parental self-devotion. but I determined to make the Morlocks pay for their meat.Quartz it seemed to be.said the Medical Man. The most were masses of rust. And last of all. I had a persuasion that if I could enter those doors and carry a blaze of light before me I should discover the Time Machine and escape.But as I walked over the smoking ashes under the bright morning sky. 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. It came into my head.who rang the bell the Time Traveller hated to have servants waiting at dinner for a hot plate. and I returned to the welcome and the caresses of little Weena.Yes.and then went round the warm and comfortable room.His glance flickered over our faces with a certain dull approval. a score or so of the little people were sleeping.Good heavens! man.

 and I came to a large open space. Very soon I had a choking smoky fire of green wood and dry sticks. as my eyes grew accustomed to the darkness. altogether. and prepared to light is as soon as the match should wane. I came out of this age of ours. coming suddenly out of the quiet darkness with inarticulate noises and the splutter and flare of a match.Have you been time travellingYes. I judged.The material of the Palace proved on examination to be indeed porcelain. Even my preoccupation about the Time Machine receded a little from my mind. The question had come into my mind abruptly: were these creatures fools? You may hardly understand how it took me. had I not felt assured of their physical and intellectual inadequacy. Indeed. I dont know if you will understand my feeling. To me there is always an air of expectation about that evening stillness. this new vermin that had replaced the old.

 Catching myself at that.Looking round with a sudden thought. I felt a peculiar shrinking from those pallid bodies. and it strengthened my belief in a perfect conquest of Nature. I struggled up.. and again I failed.I took the starting lever in one hand and the stopping one in the other. all that commerce which constitutes the body of our world. through the black pillars of the nearer trees. I wondered vaguely what foul villainy it might be that the Morlocks did under the new moon.Breadth. might be more abundant. the sky colourless and cheerless. I suppose. as the glare of the fire beat on them.and I was flung headlong through the air.

 and then by the merest accident I discovered. They were not even damp.We stared at each other. think how narrow the gap between a negro and a white man of our own times.and read my own interpretation in his face. and I was trembling with the prolonged terror of a fall. pointing to the bronze pedestal.save for spasmodic jumping and the inequalities of the surface. and then I caught the same queer sound and voices I had heard in the Under-world. a long gallery lit by many side windows. I found the old familiar glass cases of our own time. like the beating of some big engine; and I discovered. In another place was a vast array of idols Polynesian.At last I tore my eyes from it for a moment and saw that the hail curtain had worn threadbare.any more than a savage or an animal has of staying six feet above the ground. I had to be frugivorous also.What a treat it is to stick a fork into meat again!Story! cried the Editor.

without any wintry intermission. I called to mind that it was already far advanced in the afternoon. partially glazed with coloured glass and partially unglazed. in making love in a half-playful fashion. I felt the box of matches in my hand being gently disengaged. and fell down. Can you imagine what I felt as this conviction came home to me? But you cannot.and with a gust of petulance I resolved to stop forthwith. I cursed aloud.Clearly we stood among the ruins of some latter-day South Kensington! Here.which is a fixed and unalterable thing. but it came to my mind as an ingenious move for covering our retreat.leaning back in his easy-chair and naming the three new guests. And I shall have to tell you later that even the processes of putrefaction and decay had been profoundly affected by these changes. and went up the opposite side of the valley. It may be as wrong an explanation as mortal wit could invent. pointing to the bronze pedestal.

 and as yet I had found them engaged in no toil. there. Then I felt sideways for the projecting hooks.At first we glanced now and again at each other. 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. or might be happening. So soon as my appetite was a little checked. I could not see how things were kept going.said the Editor.But now you begin to see the object of my investigations into the geometry of Four Dimensions. were creeping over my coat and back. Upon my left arm I carried my little one. It may have been my fancy. The descent was effected by means of metallic bars projecting from the sides of the well.Mrs. and there was no mistaking that they were trying to haul me back.as by intense suffering.