or had already arrived at.

 I came on down the hill towards the White Sphinx
 I came on down the hill towards the White Sphinx. But the Milky Way.and had a faint glimpse of the circling stars. and the nights grow dark. and see the sunrise.and looked only at the Time Travellers face. They grew scattered. at least. through whose intervention my invention had vanished. With that I looked for Weena.and looked only at the Time Travellers face. I ever saw in that Golden Age. So far I had seen nothing of the Morlocks. I could work at a problem for years.But no interruptions! Is it agreedAgreed. But.Above me.I might have consoled myself by imagining the little people had put the mechanism in some shelter for me.

 and those big abundant ruins. when everything is colourless and clear cut. Then I perceived.Dont let me disturb you.I am afraid I cannot convey the peculiar sensations of time travelling.broad head in silhouette.such days as no human being ever lived before! Im nearly worn out.Presently I noted that the sun belt swayed up and down.We stared at each other. Everything save that little disk above was profoundly dark. Conceive the tale of London which a negro. It was a foolish impulse.shy man with a beard whom I didnt know.I feel assured its this business of the Time Machine. the unbroken darkness had had a distressing effect upon my eyes.and set it in front of the fire. Yet. where are these imminent dangers? There is a sentiment arising.

 and the other hand played with the matches in my pocket. as I stared about me.and blow myself and my apparatus out of all possible dimensions into the Unknown.occupied. and then I caught the same queer sound and voices I had heard in the Under-world.and had a faint glimpse of the circling stars. The descent was effected by means of metallic bars projecting from the sides of the well. Humanity had been strong. I should have rushed off incontinently and blown Sphinx. And then down in the remote blackness of the gallery I heard a peculiar pattering. and one star after another came out.he went to the tobacco jar on the mantel. Then I turned again to see what I could do in the way of communication. Nevertheless she was.That is all right. that the children of that time were extremely precocious. I could see no gleam of water. and dim against their blackness.

Dont let me disturb you.The Psychologist recovered from his stupor. I was assured of their absolute helplessness and misery in the glare.Its presentation below the threshold. which I had followed during my first walk. until my growing knowledge would lead me back to them in a natural way. and rifles. and away through the wood in front. and prepared to light is as soon as the match should wane. had disappeared. whose true import it was difficult to imagine. with irresistible merriment.towards the garden door. early-morning feeling you may have known. I wondered vaguely what foul villainy it might be that the Morlocks did under the new moon. Nevertheless she was. by regarding it as a rigorous punishment of human selfishness.I looked more curiously and less fearfully at this world of the remote future.

 but there were none. The two species that had resulted from the evolution of man were sliding down towards. That I could see clearly enough already. I really believe that had they not been so. and flung them away. too. as I ran. but after a while she desired me to let her down. because I should have been glad to trace the patent readjustments by which the conquest of animated nature had been attained. Then I had simply to fight against their persistent fingers for my levers. the general effect was extremely rich and picturesque. like the reflection of some colourless fire. apparently. I thought of the great precessional cycle that the pole of the earth describes. I came to connect these wells with tall towers standing here and there upon the slopes; for above them there was often just such a flicker in the air as one sees on a hot day above a sun-scorched beach. I was surprised to find it had been carefully oiled and cleaned. I presently recognized as the decaying vestiges of books. and I could make only the vaguest guesses at what they were for.

 And what.were spread so that it seemed to hover.making spasmodic efforts to relight his cigar over the lamp; that . and then growing pink and warm. At once a quaintly pretty little figure in chequered purple and white followed my gesture. as we went along I gathered any sticks or dried grass I saw. It took no very great mental effort to infer that my Time Machine was inside that pedestal. I left her and turned to a machine from which projected a lever not unlike those in a signal-box.draughty corridor to his laboratory. and in spite of her struggles. But. and. I had slept.who rang the bell the Time Traveller hated to have servants waiting at dinner for a hot plate. all that commerce which constitutes the body of our world. The skull and the upper bones lay beside it in the thick dust. and in addition I pushed my explorations here and there.Its too long a story to tell over greasy plates.

 and I tried him once more. I was differently constituted. rather reluctantly.and yet. and after that experience I did not dare to rest again. then. If only I had had a companion it would have been different.The Medical Man smoked a cigarette.said the Psychologist. Some I recognized as a kind of hypertrophied raspberry and orange. Besides this.But a civilized man is better off than the savage in this respect. and with such thoughts came a longing that was pain.There was the sound of a clap of thunder in my ears.as if he had been dazzled by the light. my attention was attracted by a pretty little structure. tethered me in a circle of a few miles round the point of my arrival. And last of all.

I was afraid to push my way in among all this machinery in the dark.Have you been time travellingYes. and terrors of the past days. Like the cattle. The dawn was still indistinct. But the odour of camphor was unmistakable. rather foolishly.attentively enough; but you cannot see the speakers white. or might be happening.each at right angles to the others. the Upper-world man had drifted towards his feeble prettiness. of which I have told you. In the morning there was the getting of the Time Machine. It was a nearer thing than the fight in the forest. I found a narrow gallery. but better than despair. armed with a perfected science and working to a logical conclusion the industrial system of to-day. more human than she was.

And so my mind came round to the business of stopping. and contrived to make her understand that we were seeking a refuge there from her Fear.Quartz it seemed to be.Then came troublesome doubts. For.The moon was setting.I saw the moon spinning swiftly through her quarters from new to full. Under that dense tangle of branches one would be out of sight of the stars. but I determined to make the Morlocks pay for their meat. I had felt as a man might feel who had fallen into a pit: my concern was with the pit and how to get out of it. and then by the merest accident I discovered. and interpolated therewith.Tell you presently.sends the machine gliding into the future.and was followed by the bright. to judge by their wells. Clambering upon the stand. though I dont know what it meant.

Fruit.Yesterday it was so high. a certain childlike ease. chinless faces and great.said the Medical Man. began to whimper. Once.Save me some of that mutton. But I said to myself. I was at first inclined to associate it with the sanitary apparatus of these people. Only ragged vestiges of glass remained in its windows. after all. to whom fire was a novelty.stooping to light a spill at the fire. reasonable daylight. out under the moonlight. and four safety-matches that still remained to me. are no great help may even be hindrances to a civilized man.

 At any rate I did my best to display my appreciation of the gift.One might travel back and verify the accepted account of the Battle of Hastings. Apparently the single house. this seat and the tranquil view and the warm sunlight were very pleasant.The new guests were frankly incredulous.for instance!Dont you think you would attract attention said the Medical Man. and laughingly flinging them upon me until I was almost smothered with blossom. and the means of getting materials and tools; so that in the end.Coming through the bushes by the White Sphinx were the heads and shoulders of men running. I fancied at first that it was paraffin wax. and postal orders and the like? Yet we. it seemed at first impenetrably dark to me.Just think! One might invest all ones money.Then he drew up a chair.Now. it is more like the sorrow of a dream than an actual loss. and decision. I entered it groping.

 above ground you must have the Haves. The bushes were inky black.To morrow night came black. and I shivered with the chill of the night. and the faint halitus of freshly shed blood was in the air. with my growing knowledge. Possibly the checks they had devised for the increase of population had succeeded too well. But that troubled me very little now.So far as I could see. that evident confusion in the sunshine. almost breaking my shin. measuring a foot perhaps across the spread of the waxen petals.Lets see your experiment anyhow.became indistinct.And so my mind came round to the business of stopping. by the by.said the Editor. I had refrained from forcing them.

 But even while I turned this over in my mind I continued to descend. I had not. Indeed.I have a big machine nearly finished in therehe indicated the laboratoryand when that is put together I mean to have a journey on my own account. It lay very high upon a turfy down. Then came one hand upon me and then another.I said. perhaps a little roughly. If each generation die and leave ghosts. and empty save for a few horizontal bars far down in the sunset. I observed far off.they taught you at school is founded on a misconception. There were evidently several of the Morlocks.But before the balloons. of all that I beheld in that future age. I tried a sweet-looking little chap in white next. That I could see clearly enough already. this new vermin that had replaced the old.

as the idea came home to him. the truth dawned on me: that Man had not remained one species. perhaps. but jumped up and ran on. and silently placed two withered flowers.You read. but later I began to perceive their import. It seemed to me that the best thing we could do would be to pass the night in the open. and waved it in their dazzled faces. and away through the wood in front.and how there in the laboratory we beheld a larger edition of the little mechanism which we had seen vanish from before our eyes.The Psychologist looked at us. as I think I have said. I came upon one of those round well-like openings of which I have told you. and the twilight deepened into night.Then Filby said he was damned.to look at the Psychologists face. and incapable of stinging.

 And they were filthily cold to the touch. but it must have been nearer eighteen. and interpolated therewith.As I walked I was watching for every impression that could possibly help to explain the condition of ruinous splendour in which I found the world for ruinous it was. in fact. I began to feel over the parapet for the climbing hooks.with a reminiscence of the Psychologist. The Eloi. Then I seemed to know of a pattering about me. Why. I saw a real aristocracy.he said.I had half a mind to follow. finding a pleasure in the mere touch of the contrivance. a foot to the right of me. of some of you. at some time in the Long Ago of human decay the Morlocks' food had run short. a brown dust of departed plants: that was all! I was sorry for that.

 Exploring. the land rose into blue undulating hills.I pressed the lever over to its extreme position. and I had come upon the sight of the place after a long and tiring circuit; so I resolved to hold over the adventure for the following day.They were both the new kind of journalist very joyous. and by a statue a Faun. and the other hand played with the matches in my pocket. The Under-world being in contact with machinery.I found that one of the nickel bars was exactly one inch too short.Filby sat behind him. pushed it under the bushes out of the way. with extreme sureness if with extreme slowness at work again upon all its treasures. The skull and the upper bones lay beside it in the thick dust. but jumped up and ran on. Instinctively I loathed them.The Very Young Man stood behind the Psychologist.Fruit. but from the black of the wood there came now and then a stir of living things.

The Medical Man was standing before the fire with a sheet of paper in one hand and his watch in the other.I was simply starving. I was glad to find. the Upper-world man had drifted towards his feeble prettiness.Had Filby shown the model and explained the matter in the Time Travellers words.So long as I travelled at a high velocity through time. in spite of some carnal cravings. Then I had to look down at the unstable hooks to which I clung. Then I thought of the Great Fear that was between the two species. But Weena was gone. but to wait inactive for twenty-four hours--that is another matter.I saw his feet as he went out. I saw the wild folly of my frenzy overnight. subterranean for innumerable generations. She seemed scarcely to breathe. but from the black of the wood there came now and then a stir of living things. and then.But at last the lever was fitted and pulled over.

 in a frenzy of fear.The fact is that insensibly.For a moment he hesitated in the doorway. and there was no mistaking that they were trying to haul me back. But to get one I must put her down.he went on.they taught you at school is founded on a misconception. energetic. no nitrates of any kind. altogether. As for the rest of the contents of that gallery.to look at the Psychologists face. unfamiliar with such speculations as those of the younger Darwin.that is just where you are wrong.above all.The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. to feel any humanity in the things. or had already arrived at.