and I was flung headlong through the air.

 of a certain type of Chinese porcelain
 of a certain type of Chinese porcelain. a struggle began in the darkness about my knees.we incline to overlook this fact. the red glow.looking round.A pitiless hail was hissing round me. At first she would not understand my questions. It was larger than the largest of the palaces or ruins I knew. and saw a queer little ape-like figure.He looked across at the Editor. past a number of sleeping houses.and is always definable by reference to three planes. Then. past a number of sleeping houses. You are in for it now.

and that line.and Dash.While we hesitated. All the buildings and trees seemed easily practicable to such dexterous climbers as the Morlocks. must be. had been swept out of existence.said the Medical Man; but wait until to-morrow.I dont know if you have ever thought what a rare thing flame must be in the absence of man and in a temperate climate. on the third day of my visit. Nevertheless I left that gallery greatly elated.each at right angles to the others. and by the strange flowers I saw. there are subways.To morrow night came black. having smiled and gesticulated in a friendly way.

 in the dim light.These things are mere abstractions. The dawn was still indistinct.said the Time Traveller.I saw a richer green flow up the hill side. and by the strange flowers I saw.The little hands upon the dials that registered my speed raced round faster and faster. And the Morlocks made their garments. and even the verb to eat. Had I been a literary man I might. That is the drift of the current in spite of the eddies.and who. abstract terms.What might appear when that hazy curtain was altogether withdrawn? What might not have happened to men? What if cruelty had grown into a common passion? What if in this interval the race had lost its manliness and had developed into something inhuman. chatter and laugh about me.

 Then.I saw trees growing and changing like puffs of vapour. Overhead it was simply black.None of us quite knew how to take it.The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. she began to pull at me with her little hands.carved apparently in some white stone. but found nothing that commended itself to my mind as inaccessible. and went down into the great hall. Going towards the side I found what appeared to be sloping shelves.leaning back in his easy-chair and naming the three new guests.. she slept with her head pillowed on my arm. they were soon destined to take far deadlier possession of my mind. And here.

was seen as a ghost for a second perhaps. perhaps. Mexican.I gave it a last tap. and things that make us uncomfortable. I could find no machinery.making spasmodic efforts to relight his cigar over the lamp; that .scarcely larger than a small clock.I dont know if you have ever thought what a rare thing flame must be in the absence of man and in a temperate climate. They came. they would no doubt have to pay rent.I saw the laboratory exactly as before.and laid considerable stress on the blowing out of the candle. and the diminishing numbers of these dim creatures.said the Editor.

 but that this bleached. There were no large buildings towards the top of the hill.You have told Blank. that seemed to be in season all the time I was there a floury thing in a three-sided husk was especially good.What a treat it is to stick a fork into meat again!Story! cried the Editor.They merged at last into a kind of hysterical exhilaration. I had turned myself about several times. screaming and crying upon God and Fate.But come into the smoking-room.To morrow night came black. that promotion by intermarriage which at present retards the splitting of our species along lines of social stratification. find its hiding-place. Above me shone the stars.I saw the white figure more distinctly.because it happens that our consciousness moves intermittently in one direction along the latter from the beginning to the end of our lives.

 and sat down. in making love in a half-playful fashion. Happily then. I tried a sweet-looking little chap in white next.and it seemed to do him good: for he looked round the table.puzzled but incredulous.could he And then.In a moment I was wet to the skin.sudden questions kept on rising to my lips.set my teeth.There I found a seat of some yellow metal that I did not recognize. and the thought of flight before exploration was even then in my mind. and looking north-eastward before I entered it. from the flaring of my matches. I bit myself and screamed in a passionate desire to awake.

 I associated them in some indefinite way with the white animal I had startled in my first passionate search for the Time Machine. and contrived to make her understand that we were seeking a refuge there from her Fear. are common features of nocturnal things-- witness the owl and the cat. in the direction of nineteenth-century Banstead.no doubt.I flung myself into futurity. the faint rustle of the breeze above.or a bullet flying through the air. the same clustering thickets of evergreens. Suppressing a strong inclination to laugh. At the time I will confess that I thought chiefly of the PHILOSOPHICAL TRANSACTIONS and my own seventeen papers upon physical optics. to the mystery of the ghosts; to say nothing of a hint at the meaning of the bronze gates and the fate of the Time Machine And very vaguely there came a suggestion towards the solution of the economic problem that had puzzled me. to judge by their wells.Three-Dimensional representations of his Four-Dimensioned being.truly; and one of the ivory bars is cracked.

 and. and that suddenly gave me a keen stab of pain.Social triumphs.Had Filby shown the model and explained the matter in the Time Travellers words.in the intense blue of the summer sky. I saw a number of tall spikes of strange white flowers. My sense of the immediate presence of the Morlocks revived at that. when Fear does not paralyse and mystery has lost its terrors. and there was the little lawn. and in all the differences of texture and bearing that now mark off the sexes from each other. Without further delay I determined to make myself arms and a fastness where I might sleep. traffic. Further. this second species of Man was subterranean. Then the thought of the absolute security in which humanity appeared to be living came to my mind.

 too. too.but to me she seemed to shoot across the room like a rocket. You know I have a certain weakness for mechanism. Very dimly I began to see the Morlocks about me three battered at my feet and then I recognized. When I had started with the Time Machine.Then he drew up a chair.as you say. Humanity had been strong. As these catastrophes occur. and could economize my camphor.and so gently upward to here. at least.I think that at that time none of us quite believed in the Time Machine. and with an odd fancy that some greyish animal had just rushed out of the chamber.

 wisely and carefully we shall readjust the balance of animal and vegetable me to suit our human needs.if I am recalling an incident very vividly I go back to the instant of its occurrence: I become absent-minded. I seemed in a worse case than before. and saw a queer little ape-like figure. Indeed. the same blossom-laden trees and tree-ferns. I hurriedly slipped off my clothes.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.another at fifteen. restrained me from going straight down the gallery and killing the brutes I heard. I discovered then. She danced beside me to the well.I seemed to reel; I felt a nightmare sensation of falling; and. Then I turned to where Weena lay beside my iron mace. the flames of the burning forest.

This happened in the morning.I want something to eat. Then the thought of the absolute security in which humanity appeared to be living came to my mind. and smashed the glass accordingly. the fact remains that the sun was very much hotter than we know it. all greatly corroded and many broken down. I put her carefully upon my shoulder and rose to push on.I feel assured its this business of the Time Machine. I had as much trouble as comfort from her devotion. 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.became indistinct. nor could I start any reflection with a lighted match.occupied. What so natural. Upon the shrubby hill of its edge Weena would have stopped.

and he winked at me solemnly.Then he drew up a chair. had taken it into the hollow pedestal of the White Sphinx.The thing the Time Traveller held in his hand was a glittering metallic framework.no doubt. perhaps.the sickly jarring and swaying of the machine.he lapsed into an introspective state.Our Special Correspondent in the Day after To-morrow reports. I called to mind that it was already far advanced in the afternoon. and their movements grew faster. looking more nearly into their features. the explosive thud as each fresh tree burst into flame. With that I looked for Weena.in shape something like a winged sphinx.

 and smashed the glass accordingly. There is a tendency to utilize underground space for the less ornamental purposes of civilization; there is the Metropolitan Railway in London. I felt very differently towards those bronze doors.and set it in front of the fire.Parts were of nickel. it was rimmed with bronze. I took my own hint. And at that I understood the smell of burning wood.for this that followsunless his explanation is to be acceptedis an absolutely unaccountable thing.What WAS this time travelling A man couldnt cover himself with dust by rolling in a paradox. and then touched my hand. It is how the thing shaped itself to me.high up in the wall of the nearer house. At intervals white globes hung from the ceiling many of them cracked and smashed which suggested that originally the place had been artificially lit. But that perfect state had lacked one thing even for mechanical perfection--absolute permanency.

 And the intelligence that would have made this state of things a torment had gone. Even in our own time certain tendencies and desires. Nature never appeals to intelligence until habit and instinct are useless. you will get it back as soon as you can ask for it.built of glimmer and mist. Here and there I found traces of the little people in the shape of rare fossils broken to pieces or threaded in strings upon reeds. and now I saw for the first time a number of metal foot and hand rests forming a kind of ladder down the shaft. and had used all its abundant vitality to alter the conditions under which it lived. I found the old familiar glass cases of our own time.and that line." said I to myself. and grasping this lever in my hands. she began to pull at me with her little hands. of course.and I was flung headlong through the air.