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  Overcomingtherepugnancenaturaltoonewhohadneverbeforetouchedadeadbody,Istoopedandturnedhimovertofeelforhisheart。Hewasquitedead。Apparentlyhisneckhadbeenbroken。Thelightningflashedforathirdtime,andhisfaceleapeduponme。Isprangtomyfeet。ItwasthelandlordoftheSpottedDog,whoseconveyanceIhadtaken。

  Isteppedoverhimgingerlyandpushedonupthehill。ImademywaybythepolicestationandtheCollegeArmstowardsmyownhouse。Nothingwasburningonthehillside,thoughfromthecommontherestillcamearedglareandarollingtumultofruddysmokebeatingupagainstthedrench-

  inghail。SofarasIcouldseebytheflashes,thehousesaboutmeweremostlyuninjured。BytheCollegeArmsadarkheaplayintheroad。

  DowntheroadtowardsMayburyBridgetherewerevoicesandthesoundoffeet,butIhadnotthecouragetoshoutortogotothem。Iletmyselfinwithmylatchkey,closed,lockedandboltedthedoor,staggeredtothefootofthestaircase,andsatdown。Myimaginationwasfullofthosestridingmetallicmonsters,andofthedeadbodysmashedagainstthefence。

  Icrouchedatthefootofthestaircasewithmybacktothewall,shiveringviolently。

  TheWaroftheWorlds-Book1-Chapter11Chapter11-AttheWindowIhavealreadysaidthatmystormsofemotionhaveatrickofexhaustingthemselves。AfteratimeIdiscoveredthatIwascoldandwet,andwithlittlepoolsofwateraboutmeonthestaircarpet。Igotupalmostmechanically,wentintothediningroomanddranksomewhiskey,andthenIwasmovedtochangemyclothes。

  AfterIhaddonethatIwentupstairstomystudy,butwhyIdidsoIdonotknow。ThewindowofmystudylooksoverthetreesandtherailwaytowardsHorsellCommon。Inthehurryofourdeparturethiswindowhadbeenleftopen。Thepassagewasdark,and,bycontrastwiththepicturethewindowframeenclosed,thesideoftheroomseemedim-penetrablydark。

  Istoppedshortinthedoorway。

  Thethunderstormhadpassed。ThetowersoftheOrientalCollegeandthepinetreesaboutithadgone,andveryfaraway,litbyavividredglare,thecommonaboutthesandpitswasvisible。Acrossthelighthugeblackshapes,gro-tesqueandstrange,movedbusilytoandfro。

  Itseemedindeedasifthewholecountryinthatdirectionwasonfire——abroadhillsidesetwithminutetonguesofflame,swayingandwrithingwiththegustsofthedyingstorm,andthrowingaredreflectionuponthecloudscudabove。Everynowandthenahazeofsmokefromsomenearerconflagra-

  tiondroveacrossthewindowandhidtheMartianshapes。Icouldnotseewhattheyweredoing,northeclearformofthem,norrecognisetheblackobjectstheywerebusiedupon。NeithercouldIseethenearerfire,thoughthereflectionsofitdancedonthewallandceilingofthestudy。Asharp,resinoustangofburningwasintheair。

  Iclosedthedoornoiselesslyandcrepttowardsthewindow。AsIdidso,theviewopenedoutuntil,ontheonehand,itreachedtothehousesaboutWokingstation,andontheothertothecharredandblackenedpinewoodsofByfleet。Therewasalightdownbelowthehill,ontherailway,nearthearch,andseveralofthehousesalongtheMayburyroadandthestreetsnearthestationwereglowingruins。Thelightupontherailwaypuzzledmeatfirst;therewereablackheapandavividglare,andtotherightofthatarowofyellowoblongs。ThenIperceivedthiswasawreckedtrain,theforepartsmashedandonfire,thehindercarriagesstillupontherails。

  Betweenthesethreemaincentresoflight——thehouses,thetrain,andtheburningcountytowardsChobham——stretchedirregularpatchesofdarkcountry,brokenhereandtherebyintervalsofdimlyglowingandsmokingground。Itwasthestrangestspectacle,thatblackexpansesetwithfire。

  Itremindedme,morethananythingelse,ofthePotteriesatnight。AtfirstIcoulddistinguishnopeopleatall,thoughIpeeredintentlyforthem。LaterIsawagainstthelightofWokingstationanumberofblackfigureshurryingoneaftertheotheracrosstheline。

  AndthiswasthelittleworldinwhichIhadbeenlivingsecurelyforyears,thisfierychaos!WhathadhappenedinthelastsevenhoursIstilldidnotknow;nordidIknow,thoughIwasbeginningtoguess,therelationbetweenthesemechanicalcolossiandthesluggishlumpsIhadseendis-

  gorgedfromthecylinder。WithaqueerfeelingofimpersonalinterestI

  turnedmydeskchairtothewindow,satdown,andstaredattheblackenedcountry,andparticularlyatthethreegiganticblackthingsthatweregoingtoandfrointheglareaboutthesandpits。

  Theyseemedamazinglybusy。Ibegantoaskmyselfwhattheycouldbe。

  Weretheyintelligentmechanisms?SuchathingIfeltwasimpossible。OrdidaMartiansitwithineach,ruling,directing,using,muchasaman\'sbrainsitsandrulesinhisbody?Ibegantocomparethethingstohumanma-chines,toaskmyselfforthefirsttimeinmylifehowanironcladorasteamenginewouldseemtoanintelligentloweranimal。

  Thestormhadlefttheskyclear,andoverthesmokeoftheburninglandthelittlefadingpinpointofMarswasdroppingintothewest,whenasoldiercameintomygarden。Iheardaslightscrapingatthefence,androusingmyselffromthelethargythathadfallenuponme,Ilookeddownandsawhimdimly,clamberingoverthepalings。Atthesightofanotherhumanbeingmytorporpassed,andIleanedoutofthewindoweagerly。

  \"Hist!\"saidI,inawhisper。

  Hestoppedastrideofthefenceindoubt。Thenhecameoverandacrossthelawntothecornerofthehouse。Hebentdownandsteppedsoftly。

  \"Who\'sthere?\"hesaid,alsowhispering,standingunderthewindowandpeeringup。

  \"Whereareyougoing?\"Iasked。

  \"Godknows。\"

  \"Areyoutryingtohide?\"

  \"That\'sit。\"

  \"Comeintothehouse,\"Isaid。

  Iwentdown,unfastenedthedoor,andlethimin,andlockedthedooragain。Icouldnotseehisface。Hewashatless,andhiscoatwasunbuttoned。

  \"MyGod!\"hesaid,asIdrewhimin。

  \"Whathashappened?\"Iasked。

  \"Whathasn\'t?\"IntheobscurityIcouldseehemadeagestureofdespair。

  \"Theywipedusout——simplywipedusout,\"herepeatedagainandagain。

  Hefollowedme,almostmechanically,intothediningroom。

  \"Takesomewhiskey,\"Isaid,pouringoutastiffdose。

  Hedrankit。Thenabruptlyhesatdownbeforethetable,puthisheadonhisarms,andbegantosobandweeplikealittleboy,inaperfectpassionofemotion,whileI,withacuriousforgetfulnessofmyownrecentdespair,stoodbesidehim,wondering。

  Itwasalongtimebeforehecouldsteadyhisnervestoanswermyquestions,andthenheansweredperplexinglyandbrokenly。Hewasadriverintheartillery,andhadonlycomeintoactionaboutseven。Atthattimefiringwasgoingonacrossthecommon,anditwassaidthefirstpartyofMartianswerecrawlingslowlytowardstheirsecondcylinderundercoverofametalshield。

  Laterthisshieldstaggeredupontripodlegsandbecamethefirstofthefighting-machinesIhadseen。ThegunhedrovehadbeenunlimberednearHorsell,inordertocom-mandthesandpits,anditsarrivalitwasthathadprecipi-tatedtheaction。Asthelimbergunnerswenttotherear,hishorsetrodinarabbitholeandcamedown,throwinghimintoadepressionoftheground。Atthesamemomentthegunexplodedbehindhim,theammunitionblewup,therewasfireallabouthim,andhefoundhimselflyingunderaheapofcharreddeadmenanddeadhorses。

  \"Ilaystill,\"hesaid,\"scaredoutofmywits,withtheforequarterofahorseatopofme。We\'dbeenwipedout。Andthesmell——goodGod!Likeburntmeat!Iwashurtacrossthebackbythefallofthehorse,andthereIhadtolieuntilIfeltbetter。Justlikeparadeithadbeenaminutebefore——thenstumble,bang,swish!\"

  \"Wipedout!\"hesaid。

  Hehadhidunderthedeadhorseforalongtime,peepingoutfurtivelyacrossthecommon。TheCardiganmenhadtriedarush,inskirmishingorder,atthepit,simplytobesweptoutofexistence。Thenthemonsterhadrisentoitsfeetandhadbeguntowalkleisurelytoandfroacrossthecommonamongthefewfugitives,withitsheadlikehoodturningaboutexactlyliketheheadofacowledhumanbeing。Akindofarmcarriedacomplicatedmetalliccase,aboutwhichgreenflashesscintillated,andoutofthefunnelofthistheresmokedtheHeat-Ray。

  Inafewminutestherewas,sofarasthesoldiercouldsee,notalivingthingleftuponthecommon,andeverybushandtreeuponitthatwasnotalreadyablackenedskeletonwasburning。Thehussarshadbeenontheroadbeyondthecurvatureoftheground,andhesawnothingofthem。HeheardtheMartiansrattleforatimeandthenbecomestill。ThegiantsavedWokingstationanditsclusterofhousesuntilthelast;theninamomenttheHeat-Raywasbroughttobear,andthetownbecameaheapoffieryruins。

  ThentheThingshutofftheHeat-Ray,andturningitsbackupontheartillery-

  man,begantowaddleawaytowardsthesmoulderingpinewoodsthatshelteredthesecondcylinder。AsitdidsoasecondglitteringTitanbuiltitselfupoutofthepit。

  Thesecondmonsterfollowedthefirst,andatthattheartillerymanbegantocrawlverycautiouslyacrossthehotheatherashtowardsHorsell。

  Hemanagedtogetaliveintotheditchbythesideoftheroad,andsoescapedtoWoking。Therehisstorybecameejaculatory。Theplacewasimpassable。

  Itseemstherewereafewpeoplealivethere,franticforthemostpartandmanyburnedandscalded。Hewasturnedasidebythefire,andhidamongsomealmostscorchingheapsofbrokenwallasoneoftheMartiangiantsreturned。Hesawthisonepursueaman,catchhimupinoneofitssteelytentacles,andknockhisheadagainstthetrunkofapinetree。Atlast,afternightfall,theartillerymanmadearushforitandgotovertherailwayembankment。

  SincethenhehadbeenskulkingalongtowardsMaybury,inthehopeofgettingoutofdangerLondonward。Peoplewerehidingintrenchesandcellars,andmanyofthesurvivorshadmadeofftowardsWokingvillageandSend。

  Hehadbeenconsumedwiththirstuntilhefoundoneofthewatermainsneartherailwayarchsmashed,andthewaterbubblingoutlikeaspringupontheroad。

  ThatwasthestoryIgotfromhim,bitbybit。Hegrewcalmertellingmeandtryingtomakemeseethethingshehadseen。Hehadeatennofoodsincemidday,hetoldmeearlyinhisnarrative,andIfoundsomemuttonandbreadinthepantryandbroughtitintotheroom。WelitnolampforfearofattractingtheMartians,andeverandagainourhandswouldtouchuponbreadormeat。Ashetalked,thingsaboutuscamedarklyoutofthedarkness,andthetrampledbushesandbrokenrosetreesoutsidethewindowgrewdis-tinct。Itwouldseemthatanumberofmenoranimalshadrushedacrossthelawn。Ibegantoseehisface,blackenedandhaggard,asnodoubtminewasalso。

  Whenwehadfinishedeatingwewentsoftlyupstairstomystudy,andIlookedagainoutoftheopenwindow。Inonenightthevalleyhadbecomeavalleyofashes。Thefireshaddwindlednow。Whereflameshadbeentherewerenowstreamersofsmoke;butthecountlessruinsofshatteredandguttedhousesandblastedandblackenedtreesthatthenighthadhiddenstoodoutnowgauntandterribleinthepitilesslightofdawn。Yethereandtheresomeobjecthadhadthelucktoescape——awhiterailwaysignalhere,theendofagreenhousethere,whiteandfreshamidthewreckage。Neverbeforeinthehistoryofwarfarehaddestructionbeensoindiscriminateandsouniversal。Andshiningwiththegrowinglightoftheeast,threeofthemetallicgiantsstoodaboutthepit,theircowlsrotatingasthoughtheyweresurveyingthedesolationtheyhadmade。

  Itseemedtomethatthepithadbeenenlarged,andeverandagainpuffsofvividgreenvapourstreamedupandoutofittowardsthebrighteningdawn——streamedup,whirled,broke,andvanished。

  BeyondwerethepillarsoffireaboutChobham。Theybecamepillarsofbloodshotsmokeatthefirsttouchofday。

  TheWaroftheWorlds-Book1-Chapter12Chapter12-WhatISawoftheDestructionofWeybridgeandSheppertonAsthedawngrewbrighterwewithdrewfromthewin-dowfromwhichwehadwatchedtheMartians,andwentveryquietlydownstairs。

  Theartillerymanagreedwithmethatthehousewasnoplacetostayin。Heproposed,hesaid,tomakehiswayLondonward,andthencerejoinhisbattery——No。12,oftheHorseArtillery。MyplanwastoreturnatoncetoLeather-head;andsogreatlyhadthestrengthoftheMartiansim-pressedmethatIhaddeterminedtotakemywifetoNew-haven,andgowithheroutofthecountryforthwith。ForIalreadyperceivedclearlythatthecountryaboutLondonmustinevitablybethesceneofadisastrousstrugglebeforesuchcreaturesasthesecouldbedestroyed。

  BetweenusandLeatherhead,however,laythethirdcylin-der,withitsguardinggiants。HadIbeenalone,IthinkIshouldhavetakenmychanceandstruckacrosscountry。Buttheartillerymandissuadedme:\"It\'snokindnesstotherightsortofwife,\"hesaid,\"tomakeherawidow\";andintheendIagreedtogowithhim,undercoverofthewoods,northwardasfarasStreetCobhambeforeIpartedwithhim。ThenceIwouldmakeabigdetourbyEpsomtoreachLeatherhead。

  Ishouldhavestartedatonce,butmycompanionhadbeeninactiveserviceandheknewbetterthanthat。Hemademeransackthehouseforaflask,whichhefilledwithwhiskey;andwelinedeveryavailablepocketwithpacketsofbiscuitsandslicesofmeat。Thenwecreptoutofthehouse,andranasquicklyaswecoulddowntheill-maderoadbywhichIhadcomeovernight。Thehousesseemeddeserted。Intheroadlayagroupofthreecharredbodiesclosetogether,struckdeadbytheHeat-Ray;andhereandtherewerethingsthatpeoplehaddropped——aclock,aslipper,asilverspoon,andthelikepoorvaluables。Atthecornerturninguptowardsthepostofficealittlecart,filledwithboxesandfurniture,andhorseless,heeledoveronabrokenwheel。Acashboxhadbeenhastilysmashedopenandthrownunderthedebris。

  ExceptthelodgeattheOrphanage,whichwasstillonfire,noneofthehouseshadsufferedverygreatlyhere。TheHeat-Rayhadshavedthechimneytopsandpassed。Yet,saveour-selves,theredidnotseemtobealivingsoulonMayburyHill。Themajorityoftheinhabitantshadescaped,Isuppose,bywayoftheOldWokingroad——theroadIhadtakenwhenIdrovetoLeatherhead——ortheyhadhidden。

  Wewentdownthelane,bythebodyofthemaninblack,soddennowfromtheovernighthail,andbrokeintothewoodsatthefootofthehill。Wepushedthroughthesetowardstherailwaywithoutmeetingasoul。Thewoodsacrossthelinewerebutthescarredandblackenedruinsofwoods;forthemostpartthetreeshadfallen,butacertainproportionstillstood,dismalgreystems,withdarkbrownfoliageinsteadofgreen。

  Onoursidethefirehaddonenomorethanscorchthenearertrees;

  ithadfailedtosecureitsfooting。InoneplacethewoodmenhadbeenatworkonSaturday;trees,felledandfreshlytrimmed,layinaclearing,withheapsofsawdustbythesawing-machineanditsengine。Hardbywasatem-poraryhut,deserted。Therewasnotabreathofwindthismorning,andeverythingwasstrangelystill。Eventhebirdswerehushed,andaswehurriedalongIandtheartillerymantalkedinwhispersandlookednowandagainoverourshoulders。Onceortwicewestoppedtolisten。

  Afteratimewedrewneartheroad,andaswedidsoweheardtheclatterofhoofsandsawthroughthetreestemsthreecavalrysoldiersridingslowlytowardsWoking。Wehailedthem,andtheyhaltedwhilewehurriedtowardsthem。Itwasalieutenantandacoupleofprivatesofthe8thHus-sars,withastandlikeatheodolite,whichtheartillerymantoldmewasaheliograph。

  \"YouarethefirstmenI\'veseencomingthiswaythismorn-ing,\"saidthelieutenant。\"What\'sbrewing?\"

  Hisvoiceandfacewereeager。Themenbehindhimstaredcuriously。

  Theartillerymanjumpeddownthebankintotheroadandsaluted。

  \"Gundestroyedlastnight,sir。Havebeenhiding。Tryingtorejoinbattery,sir。You\'llcomeinsightoftheMartians,Iexpect,abouthalfamilealongthisroad。\"

  \"Whatthedickensaretheylike?\"askedthelieutenant。

  \"Giantsinarmour,sir。Hundredfeethigh。Threelegsandabodylike\'luminium,withamightygreatheadinahood,sir。\"

  \"Getout!\"saidthelieutenant。\"Whatconfoundednon-sense!\"

  \"You\'llsee,sir。Theycarryakindofbox,sir,thatshootsfireandstrikesyoudead。\"

  \"Whatd\'yemean——agun?\"

  \"No,sir,\"andtheartillerymanbeganavividaccountoftheHeat-Ray。

  Halfwaythrough,thelieutenantinterruptedhimandlookedupatme。I

  wasstillstandingonthebankbythesideoftheroad。

  \"It\'sperfectlytrue,\"Isaid。

  \"Well,\"saidthelieutenant,\"Isupposeit\'smybusinesstoseeittoo。

  Lookhere\"——totheartilleryman——\"we\'redetailedhereclearingpeopleoutoftheirhouses。You\'dbettergoalongandreportyourselftoBrigadier-GeneralMarvin,andtellhimallyouknow。He\'satWeybridge。Knowtheway?\"

  \"Ido,\"Isaid;andheturnedhishorsesouthwardagain。

  \"Halfamile,yousay?\"saidhe。

  \"Atmost,\"Ianswered,andpointedoverthetreetopssouth-ward。Hethankedmeandrodeon,andwesawthemnomore。

  Fartheralongwecameuponagroupofthreewomenandtwochildrenintheroad,busyclearingoutalabourer\'scot-tage。Theyhadgotholdofalittlehandtruck,andwerepilingitupwithunclean-lookingbundlesandshabbyfurniture。Theywerealltooassiduouslyengagedtotalktousaswepassed。

  ByByfleetstationweemergedfromthepinetrees,andfoundthecountrycalmandpeacefulunderthemorningsun-light。WewerefarbeyondtherangeoftheHeat-Raythere,andhaditnotbeenforthesilentdesertionofsomeofthehouses,thestirringmovementofpackinginothers,andtheknotofsoldiersstandingonthebridgeovertherailwayandstaringdownthelinetowardsWoking,thedaywouldhaveseemedverylikeanyotherSunday。

  SeveralfarmwaggonsandcartsweremovingcreakilyalongtheroadtoAddlestone,andsuddenlythroughthegateofafieldwesaw,acrossastretchofflatmeadow,sixtwelve-poundersstandingneatlyatequaldistancespointingtowardsWoking。Thegunnersstoodbythegunswaiting,andtheammunitionwaggonswereatabusiness-likedistance。Themenstoodalmostasifunderinspection。

  \"That\'sgood!\"saidI。\"Theywillgetonefairshot,atanyrate。\"

  Theartillerymanhesitatedatthegate。

  \"Ishallgoon,\"hesaid。

  FartherontowardsWeybridge,justoverthebridge,therewereanumberofmeninwhitefatiguejacketsthrowingupalongrampart,andmoregunsbehind。

  \"It\'sbowsandarrowsagainstthelightning,anyhow,\"saidtheartilleryman。

  \"They\'aven\'tseenthatfire-beamyet。\"

  Theofficerswhowerenotactivelyengagedstoodandstaredoverthetreetopssouthwestward,andthemendiggingwouldstopeverynowandagaintostareinthesamedirec-tion。

  Byfleetwasinatumult;peoplepacking,andascoreofhussars,someofthemdismounted,someonhorseback,werehuntingthemabout。Threeorfourblackgovernmentwag-gons,withcrossesinwhitecircles,andanoldomnibus,amongothervehicles,werebeingloadedinthevillagestreet。

  Therewerescoresofpeople,mostofthemsufficientlysabbaticaltohaveassumedtheirbestclothes。Thesoldierswerehavingthegreatestdifficultyinmakingthemrealisethegravityoftheirposition。Wesawoneshrivelledoldfellowwithahugeboxandascoreormoreofflowerpotscontainingorchids,angrilyexpostulatingwiththecorporalwhowouldleavethembehind。

  Istoppedandgrippedhisarm。

  \"Doyouknowwhat\'soverthere?\"Isaid,pointingatthepinetopsthathidtheMartians。

  \"Eh?\"saidhe,turning。\"Iwasexplainin\"theseisvallyble。\"

  \"Death!\"Ishouted。\"Deathiscoming!Death!\"andleavinghimtodigestthatifhecould,Ihurriedonaftertheartillery-man。AtthecornerIlookedback。Thesoldierhadlefthim,andhewasstillstandingbyhisbox,withthepotsoforchidsonthelidofit,andstaringvaguelyoverthetrees。

  NooneinWeybridgecouldtelluswheretheheadquarterswereestablished;

  thewholeplacewasinsuchconfusionasIhadneverseeninanytownbefore。

  Carts,carriagesevery-where,themostastonishingmiscellanyofconveyancesandhorseflesh。Therespectableinhabitantsoftheplace,meningolfandboatingcostumes,wivesprettilydressed,werepack-ing,river-sideloafersenergeticallyhelping,childrenexcited,and,forthemostpart,highlydelightedatthisastonishingvariationoftheirSundayexperiences。Inthemidstofitalltheworthyvicarwasverypluckilyholdinganearlycelebra-tion,andhisbellwasjanglingoutabovetheexcitement。

  Iandtheartilleryman,seatedonthestepofthedrinkingfountain,madeaverypassablemealuponwhatwehadbroughtwithus。Patrolsofsoldiers——herenolongerhussars,butgrenadiersinwhite——werewarningpeopletomovenowortotakerefugeintheircellarsassoonasthefiringbegan。Wesawaswecrossedtherailwaybridgethatagrowingcrowdofpeoplehadassembledinandabouttherailwaystation,andtheswarmingplatformwaspiledwithboxesandpackages。Theordinarytraffichadbeenstopped,Ibelieve,inordertoallowofthepassageoftroopsandgunstoChertsey,andIhaveheardsincethatasavagestruggleoccurredforplacesinthespecialtrainsthatwereputonatalaterhour。

  WeremainedatWeybridgeuntilmidday,andatthathourwefoundourselvesattheplacenearSheppertonLockwheretheWeyandThamesjoin。Partofthetimewespenthelpingtwooldwomentopackalittlecart。TheWeyhasatreblemouth,andatthispointboatsaretobehired,andtherewasaferryacrosstheriver。OntheSheppertonsidewasaninnwithalawn,andbeyondthatthetowerofSheppertonChurch——ithasbeenreplacedbyaspire——roseabovethetrees。

  Herewefoundanexcitedandnoisycrowdoffugitives。Asyettheflighthadnotgrowntoapanic,buttherewerealreadyfarmorepeoplethanalltheboatsgoingtoandfrocouldenabletocross。Peoplecamepantingalongunderheavybur-dens;onehusbandandwifewereevencarryingasmallout-housedoorbetweenthem,withsomeoftheirhouseholdgoodspiledthereon。OnemantoldushemeanttotrytogetawayfromSheppertonstation。

  Therewasalotofshouting,andonemanwasevenjesting。TheideapeopleseemedtohaveherewasthattheMartiansweresimplyformidablehumanbeings,whomightattackandsackthetown,tobecertainlydestroyedintheend。EverynowandthenpeoplewouldglancenervouslyacrosstheWey,atthemeadowstowardsChertsey,buteverythingovertherewasstill。

  AcrosstheThames,exceptjustwheretheboatslanded,everythingwasquiet,invividcontrastwiththeSurreyside。Thepeoplewholandedtherefromtheboatswenttrampingoffdownthelane。Thebigferryboathadjustmadeajourney。Threeorfoursoldiersstoodonthelawnoftheinn,staringandjestingatthefugitives,withoutofferingtohelp。Theinnwasclosed,asitwasnowwithinprohibitedhours。

  \"What\'sthat?\"criedaboatman,and\"Shutup,youfool!\"saidamannearmetoayelpingdog。Thenthesoundcameagain,thistimefromthedirectionofChertsey,amuffledthud——thesoundofagun。

  Thefightingwasbeginning。Almostimmediatelyunseenbatteriesacrosstherivertoourright,unseenbecauseofthetrees,tookupthechorus,firingheavilyoneaftertheother。Awomanscreamed。Everyonestoodarrestedbythesuddenstirofbattle,nearusandyetinvisibletous。Nothingwastobeseensaveflatmeadows,cowsfeedingunconcernedlyforthemostpart,andsilverypollardwillowsmotionlessinthewarmsunlight。

  \"Thesojers\'llstop\'em,\"saidawomanbesideme,doubt-fully。Ahazinessroseoverthetreetops。

  Thensuddenlywesawarushofsmokefarawayuptheriver,apuffofsmokethatjerkedupintotheairandhung;andforthwiththegroundheavedunderfootandaheavyexplosionshooktheair,smashingtwoorthreewindowsinthehousesnear,andleavingusastonished。

  \"Heretheyare!\"shoutedamaninabluejersey。\"Yonder!D\'yerseethem?Yonder!\"

  Quickly,oneaftertheother,one,two,three,fourofthearmouredMartiansappeared,farawayoverthelittletrees,acrosstheflatmeadowsthatstretchedtowardsChertsey,andstridinghurriedlytowardstheriver。

  Littlecowledfigurestheyseemedatfirst,goingwitharollingmotionandasfastasflyingbirds。

  Then,advancingobliquelytowardsus,cameafifth。Theirarmouredbodiesglitteredinthesunastheysweptswiftlyforwardupontheguns,growingrapidlylargerastheydrewnearer。Oneontheextremeleft,theremotestthatis,flour-ishedahugecasehighintheair,andtheghostly,terribleHeat-RayIhadalreadyseenonFridaynightsmotetowardsChertsey,andstruckthetown。

  Atsightofthesestrange,swift,andterriblecreaturesthecrowdnearthewater\'sedgeseemedtometobeforamomenthorror-struck。Therewasnoscreamingorshouting,butasilence。Thenahoarsemurmurandamovementoffeet——asplashingfromthewater。Aman,toofrightenedtodroptheportmanteauhecarriedonhisshoulder,swungroundandsentmestaggeringwithablowfromthecornerofhisburden。Awomanthrustatmewithherhandandrushedpastme。Iturnedwiththerushofthepeople,butIwasnottooterrifiedforthought。TheterribleHeat-Raywasinmymind。Togetunderwater!Thatwasit!

  \"Getunderwater!\"Ishouted,unheeded。

  Ifacedaboutagain,andrushedtowardstheapproachingMartian,rushedrightdownthegravellybeachandheadlongintothewater。Othersdidthesame。AboatloadofpeopleputtingbackcameleapingoutasIrushedpast。

  Thestonesundermyfeetweremuddyandslippery,andtheriverwassolowthatIranperhapstwentyfeetscarcelywaist-deep。Then,astheMartiantoweredoverheadscarcelyacoupleofhundredyardsaway,Iflungmyselfforwardunderthesur-face。Thesplashesofthepeopleintheboatsleapingintotheriversoundedlikethunderclapsinmyears。Peoplewerelandinghastilyonbothsidesoftheriver。ButtheMartianmachinetooknomorenoticeforthemomentofthepeoplerunningthiswayandthatthanamanwouldoftheconfusionofantsinanestagainstwhichhisfoothaskicked。

  When,halfsuffocated,Iraisedmyheadabovewater,theMartian\'shoodpointedatthebatteriesthatwerestillfiringacrosstheriver,andasitadvanceditswungloosewhatmusthavebeenthegeneratoroftheHeat-Ray。

  Inanothermomentitwasonthebank,andinastridewad-inghalfwayacross。Thekneesofitsforemostlegsbentatthefartherbank,andinanothermomentithadraiseditselftoitsfullheightagain,closetothevillageofShepperton。Forthwiththesixgunswhich,unknowntoanyoneontherightbank,hadbeenhiddenbehindtheoutskirtsofthatvillage,firedsimultaneously。Thesuddennearconcussion,thelastcloseuponthefirst,mademyheartjump。ThemonsterwasalreadyraisingthecasegeneratingtheHeat-Rayasthefirstshellburstsixyardsabovethehood。

  Igaveacryofastonishment。IsawandthoughtnothingoftheotherfourMartianmonsters;myattentionwasriveteduponthenearerincident。

  Simultaneouslytwoothershellsburstintheairnearthebodyasthehoodtwistedroundintimetoreceive,butnotintimetododge,thefourthshell。

  TheshellburstcleaninthefaceoftheThing。Thehoodbulged,flashed,waswhirledoffinadozentatteredfrag-mentsofredfleshandglitteringmetal。

  \"Hit!\"shoutedI,withsomethingbetweenascreamandacheer。

  Iheardansweringshoutsfromthepeopleinthewateraboutme。Icouldhaveleapedoutofthewaterwiththatmomentaryexultation。

  Thedecapitatedcolossusreeledlikeadrunkengiant;butitdidnotfallover。Itrecovereditsbalancebyamiracle,and,nolongerheedingitsstepsandwiththecamerathatfiredtheHeat-Raynowrigidlyupheld,itreeledswiftlyuponShep-perton。Thelivingintelligence,theMartianwithinthehood,wasslainandsplashedtothefourwindsofheaven,andtheThingwasnowbutamereintricatedeviceofmetalwhirlingtodestruction。

  Itdrovealonginastraightline,incapableofguidance。ItstruckthetowerofSheppertonChurch,smash-ingitdownastheimpactofabatteringrammighthavedone,swervedaside,blunderedonandcollapsedwithtre-

  mendousforceintotheriveroutofmysight。

  Aviolentexplosionshooktheair,andaspoutofwater,steam,mud,andshatteredmetalshotfarupintothesky。AsthecameraoftheHeat-Rayhitthewater,thelatterhadimmediatelyflashedintosteam。Inanothermomentahugewave,likeamuddytidalborebutalmostscaldinglyhot,camesweepingroundthebendupstream。Isawpeoplestrugglingshorewards,andheardtheirscreamingandshoutingfaintlyabovetheseethingandroaroftheMartian\'scollapse。

  ForamomentIheedednothingoftheheat,forgotthepatentneedofself-preservation。Isplashedthroughthetu-multuouswater,pushingasideamaninblacktodoso,untilIcouldseeroundthebend。Halfadozendesertedboatspitchedaimlesslyupontheconfusionofthewaves。ThefallenMartiancameintosightdownstream,lyingacrosstheriver,andforthemostpartsubmerged。

  Thickcloudsofsteamwerepouringoffthewreckage,andthroughthetumultuouslywhirlingwispsIcouldsee,inter-mittentlyandvaguely,thegiganticlimbschurningthewaterandflingingasplashandsprayofmudandfrothintotheair。Thetentaclesswayedandstrucklikelivingarms,and,saveforthehelplesspurposelessnessofthesemovements,itwasasifsomewoundedthingwerestrugglingforitslifeamidthewaves。

  Enormousquantitiesofaruddy-brownfluidwerespurtingupinnoisyjetsoutofthemachine。

  Myattentionwasdivertedfromthisdeathflurrybyafuriousyelling,likethatofthethingcalledasireninourmanufacturingtowns。Aman,knee-deepnearthetowingpath,shoutedinaudiblytomeandpointed。Lookingback,IsawtheotherMartiansadvancingwithgiganticstridesdowntheriverbankfromthedirectionofChertsey。TheSheppertongunsspokethistimeunavailingly。

  AtthatIduckedatonceunderwater,and,holdingmybreathuntilmovementwasanagony,blunderedpainfullyaheadunderthesurfaceaslongasI

  could。Thewaterwasinatumultaboutme,andrapidlygrowinghotter。

  WhenforamomentIraisedmyheadtotakebreathandthrowthehairandwaterfrommyeyes,thesteamwasrisinginawhirlingwhitefogthatatfirsthidtheMartiansalto-gether。Thenoisewasdeafening。ThenI

  sawthemdimly,colossalfiguresofgrey,magnifiedbythemist。Theyhadpassedbyme,andtwowerestoopingoverthefrothing,tu-multuousruinsoftheircomrade。

  Thethirdandfourthstoodbesidehiminthewater,oneperhapstwohundredyardsfromme,theothertowardsLale-ham。ThegeneratorsoftheHeat-Rayswavedhigh,andthehissingbeamssmotedownthiswayandthat。

  Theairwasfullofsound,adeafeningandconfusingcon-flictofnoises——theclangorousdinoftheMartians,thecrashoffallinghouses,thethudoftrees,fences,shedsflashingintoflame,andthecracklingandroaringoffire。Denseblacksmokewasleapinguptominglewiththesteamfromtheriver,andastheHeat-RaywenttoandfrooverWeybridgeitsimpactwasmarkedbyflashesofincandescentwhite,thatgaveplaceatoncetoasmokydanceofluridflames。Thenearerhousesstillstoodintact,awaitingtheirfate,shadowy,faintandpallidinthesteam,withthefirebehindthemgoingtoandfro。

  ForamomentperhapsIstoodthere,breast-highinthealmostboilingwater,dumbfoundedatmyposition,hopelessofescape。ThroughthereekIcouldseethepeoplewhohadbeenwithmeintheriverscramblingoutofthewaterthroughthereeds,likelittlefrogshurryingthroughgrassfromtheadvanceofaman,orrunningtoandfroinutterdismayonthetowingpath。

  ThensuddenlythewhiteflashesoftheHeat-Raycameleapingtowardsme。Thehousescavedinastheydissolvedatitstouch,anddartedoutflames;thetreeschangedtofirewitharoar。TheRayflickeredupanddownthetowingpath,lickingoffthepeoplewhoranthiswayandthat,andcamedowntothewater\'sedgenotfiftyyardsfromwhereIstood。ItsweptacrosstherivertoShepperton,andthewaterinitstrackroseinaboilingwealcrestedwithsteam。Iturnedshoreward。

  Inanothermomentthehugewave,well-nighattheboiling-pointhadrusheduponme。Iscreamedaloud,andscalded,halfblinded,agonised,Istaggeredthroughtheleaping,hiss-ingwatertowardstheshore。Hadmyfootstumbled,itwouldhavebeentheend。Ifellhelplessly,infullsightoftheMar-tians,uponthebroad,baregravellyspitthatrunsdowntomarktheangleoftheWeyandThames。Iexpectednothingbutdeath。

  IhaveadimmemoryofthefootofaMartiancomingdownwithinascoreofyardsofmyhead,drivingstraightintotheloosegravel,whirlingitthiswayandthatandliftingagain;ofalongsuspense,andthenofthefourcarry-ingthedebrisoftheircomradebetweenthem,nowclearandthenpresentlyfaintthroughaveilofsmoke,recedinginterminably,asitseemedtome,acrossavastspaceofriverandmeadow。Andthen,veryslowly,IrealisedthatbyamiracleIhadescaped。

  TheWaroftheWorlds-Book1-Chapter13Chapter13-HowIFellinwiththeCurateAftergettingthissuddenlessoninthepowerofterres-trialweapons,theMartiansretreatedtotheiroriginalpositionuponHorsellCommon;

  andintheirhaste,andencumberedwiththede\'brisoftheirsmashedcompanion,theynodoubtoverlookedmanysuchastrayandnegligiblevictimasmyself。

  Hadtheylefttheircomradeandpushedonforthwith,therewasnothingatthattimebetweenthemandLondonbutbatteriesoftwelve-pounderguns,andtheywouldcertainlyhavereachedthecapitalinadvanceofthetidingsoftheirapproach;assudden,dreadful,anddestructivetheiradventwouldhavebeenastheearthquakethatdestroyedLisbonacenturyago。

  Buttheywereinnohurry。Cylinderfollowedcylinderonitsinterplanetaryflight;everytwenty-fourhoursbroughtthemreinforcement。Andmeanwhilethemilitaryandnavalauthorities,nowfullyalivetothetremendouspoweroftheirantagonists,workedwithfuriousenergy。Everyminuteafreshguncameintopositionuntil,beforetwilight,everycopse,everyrowofsuburbanvillasonthehillyslopesaboutKingstonandRichmond,maskedanexpectantblackmuzzle。Andthroughthecharredanddesolatedarea——perhapstwentysquaremilesaltogether——thatencircledtheMartianencamp-mentonHorsellCommon,throughcharredandruinedvillagesamongthegreentrees,throughtheblackenedandsmokingarcadesthathadbeenbutadayagopinespinneys,crawledthedevotedscoutswiththeheliographsthatwerepresentlytowarnthegunnersoftheMartianapproach。ButtheMar-

  tiansnowunderstoodourcommandofartilleryandthedangerofhumanproximity,andnotamanventuredwithinamileofeithercylinder,saveatthepriceofhislife。

  Itwouldseemthatthesegiantsspenttheearlierpartoftheafternooningoingtoandfro,transferringeverythingfromthesecondandthirdcylinders——thesecondinAddle-stoneGolfLinksandthethirdatPyrford——totheiroriginalpitonHorsellCommon。Overthat,abovetheblackenedheatherandruinedbuildingsthatstretchedfarandwide,stoodoneassentinel,whiletherestabandonedtheirvastfighting-machinesanddescendedintothepit。Theywerehardatworktherefarintothenight,andthetoweringpillarofdensegreensmokethatrosetherefromcouldbeseenfromthehillsaboutMerrow,andeven,itissaid,fromBansteadandEpsomDowns。

  AndwhiletheMartiansbehindmewerethuspreparingfortheirnextsally,andinfrontofmeHumanitygatheredforthebattle,ImademywaywithinfinitepainsandlabourfromthefireandsmokeofburningWeybridgetowardsLondon。

  Isawanabandonedboat,verysmallandremote,driftingdown-stream;

  andthrowingoffthemostofmysoddenclothes,Iwentafterit,gainedit,andsoescapedoutofthatdestruction。Therewerenooarsintheboat,butIcontrivedtopaddle,aswellasmyparboiledhandswouldallow,downtherivertowardsHallifordandWalton,goingverytediouslyandcontinuallylookingbehindme,asyoumaywellunder-stand。Ifollowedtheriver,becauseIconsideredthatthewatergavememybestchanceofescapeshouldthesegiantsreturn。

  ThehotwaterfromtheMartian\'soverthrowdrifteddown-streamwithme,sothatforthebestpartofamileIcouldseelittleofeitherbank。

  Once,however,ImadeoutastringofblackfigureshurryingacrossthemeadowsfromthedirectionofWeybridge。Halliford,itseemed,wasdeserted,andsev-eralofthehousesfacingtheriverwereonfire。Itwasstrangetoseetheplacequitetranquil,quitedesolateunderthehotbluesky,withthesmokeandlittlethreadsofflamegoingstraightupintotheheatoftheafternoon。NeverbeforehadIseenhousesburningwithouttheaccompanimentofanobstructivecrowd。Alittlefartheronthedryreedsupthebankweresmokingandglowing,andalineoffireinlandwasmarchingsteadilyacrossalatefieldofhay。

  ForalongtimeIdrifted,sopainfulandwearywasIaftertheviolenceIhadbeenthrough,andsointensetheheatuponthewater。Thenmyfearsgotthebetterofmeagain,andIresumedmypaddling。Thesunscorchedmybareback。Atlast,asthebridgeatWaltonwascomingintosightroundthebend,myfeverandfaintnessovercamemyfears,andIlandedontheMiddlesexbankandlaydown,deadlysick,amidthelonggrass。Isupposethetimewasthenaboutfourorfiveo\'clock。Igotuppresently,walkedperhapshalfamilewith-outmeetingasoul,andthenlaydownagainintheshadowofahedge。Iseemtoremembertalking,wanderingly,tomyselfduringthatlastspurt。Iwasalsoverythirsty,andbitterlyregretfulIhaddrunknomorewater。ItisacuriousthingthatIfeltangrywithmywife;Icannotaccountforit,butmyimpotentdesiretoreachLeatherheadworriedmeexcessively。

  Idonotclearlyrememberthearrivalofthecurate,sothatprobablyIdozed。Ibecameawareofhimasaseatedfigureinsoot-smudgedshirtsleeves,andwithhisupturned,clean-shavenfacestaringatafaintflickeringthatdancedoverthesky。Theskywaswhatiscalledamackerelsky——rowsandrowsoffaintdown-plumesofcloud,justtintedwiththemidsummersunset。

  Isatup,andattherustleofmymotionhelookedatmequickly。

  \"Haveyouanywater?\"Iaskedabruptly。

  Heshookhishead。

  \"Youhavebeenaskingforwaterforthelasthour,\"hesaid。

  Foramomentweweresilent,takingstockofeachother。Idaresayhefoundmeastrangeenoughfigure,naked,saveformywater-soakedtrousersandsocks,scalded,andmyfaceandshouldersblackenedbythesmoke。Hisfacewasafairweakness,hischinretreated,andhishairlayincrisp,almostflaxencurlsonhislowforehead;hiseyeswereratherlarge,paleblue,andblanklystaring。Hespokeabruptly,lookingvacantlyawayfromme。

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