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War of the Worlds
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War of the Worlds
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23 April 2013
The Epilogue
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At any rate, whether we expect another invasion or not, our views of the human future must be greatly modified by these events. We have ...
22 April 2013
II:09 - Wreckage
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There were few people in the train, and I was in no mood for casual conversation. I got a compartment to myself, and sat with folded a...
21 April 2013
II:08 - Dead London
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But before the dawn my courage returned, and while the stars were still in the sky I turned once more towards Regent's Park. I misse...
20 April 2013
II:07 - The Man on Putney Hill
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As I drew nearer I perceived he was dressed in clothes as dusty and filthy as my own; he looked, indeed, as though he had been dragged th...
19 April 2013
II:06 - The Work of Fifteen Days
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After sunset I struggled on along the road towards Putney, where I think the Heat-Ray must have been used for some reason. And in the ga...
18 April 2013
II:05 - The Stillness
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Now I stood on a mound of smashed brickwork, clay, and gravel, over which spread a multitude of red cactus-shaped plants, knee-high, with...
17 April 2013
Death of the Curate
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The tentacle was now some way, two yards or more, in the room, and twisting and turning, with queer sudden movements, this way and that. ...
II:04 - The Death of the Curate
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I put out my hand and felt the meat chopper hanging to the wall. In a flash I was after him. I was fierce with fear. Before he was half...
16 April 2013
II:03 - The Days of Imprisonment
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As I looked, the handling-machine, with a faint and musical clinking, extended, telescopic fashion, a tentacle that had been a moment bef...
15 April 2013
II:02 - What We Saw from the Ruined House
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The cylinder was already opened in the centre of the pit, and on the farther edge of the pit, amid the smashed and gravel-heaped shrubber...
14 April 2013
II:01 - Under Foot
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He used no Heat-Ray to destroy them, but picked them up one by one. Apparently he tossed them into the great metallic carrier which proj...
13 April 2013
I:17 - The 'Thunder Child'
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A douche of spray blinded my brother for a moment. When his eyes were clear again he saw the monster had passed and was rushing landward...
12 April 2013
I:16 - The Exodus from London
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For the main road was a boiling stream of people, a torrent of human beings rushing northward, one pressing on another. A great bank of ...
11 April 2013
I:15 - What Had Happened in Surrey
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Each of the Martians, standing in the great crescent I have described, had discharged, by means of the gunlike tube he carried, a huge ca...
10 April 2013
I:14 - In London
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I have read, in another account of these events, that on Sunday morning "all London was electrified by the news from Woking." A...
09 April 2013
I:13 - How I Fell in With the Curate
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I do not clearly remember the arrival of the curate, so that probably I dozed. I became aware of him as a seated figure in soot-smudged ...
08 April 2013
I:12 - What I Saw of the Destruction of Weybridge and Shepperton
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Quickly, one after the other, one, two, three, four of the armoured Martians appeared, far away over the little trees, across the flat me...
07 April 2013
I:11 - At the Window
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In one night the valley had become a valley of ashes. The fires had dwindled now. Where flames had been there were now streamers of smo...
06 April 2013
The Martian Tripod
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And this Thing I saw! How can I describe it? A monstrous tripod, higher than many houses, striding over the young pine trees, and smash...
I:10 - In the Storm
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Even as I beheld this a lurid green glare lit the road about me and showed the distant woods towards Addlestone. I felt a tug at the rei...
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