I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians‘ Heat-Ray now that the college was cleared out of the way. At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her…
read more →And as the day advanced and the engine drivers and stokers refused to return to London, the pressure of the flight drove the people in an ever-thickening multitude away from the stations and along the northward-running roads. By midday a Martian had been seen at…
read more →The boat was now all but jammed between two vast black bulks, leaving a narrow Dardanelles between their long lengths. But by desperate endeavor we at last shot into a temporary opening; then giving way rapidly, and at the same time earnestly watching for another…
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