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where, on arrival, I had struggled with the overturned machine. |
There were other signs of removal about, with queer narrow |
footprints like those I could imagine made by a sloth. This directed |
my closer attention to the pedestal. It was, as I think I have said, |
of bronze. It was not a mere block, but highly decorated with deep |
framed panels on either side. I went and rapped at these. The |
pedestal was hollow. Examining the panels with care I found them |
discontinuous with the frames. There were no handles or keyholes, |
but possibly the panels, if they were doors, as I supposed, opened |
from within. One thing was clear enough to my mind. It took no very |
great mental effort to infer that my Time Machine was inside that |
pedestal. But how it got there was a different problem. |
'I saw the heads of two orange-clad people coming through the bushes |
and under some blossom-covered apple-trees towards me. I turned |
smiling to them and beckoned them to me. They came, and then, |
pointing to the bronze pedestal, I tried to intimate my wish to open |
it. But at my first gesture towards this they behaved very oddly. I |
don't know how to convey their expression to you. Suppose you were |
to use a grossly improper gesture to a delicate-minded woman--it is |
how she would look. They went off as if they had received the last |
possible insult. I tried a sweet-looking little chap in white next, |
with exactly the same result. Somehow, his manner made me feel |
ashamed of myself. But, as you know, I wanted the Time Machine, and |
I tried him once more. As he turned off, like the others, my temper |
got the better of me. In three strides I was after him, had him by |
the loose part of his robe round the neck, and began dragging him |
towards the sphinx. Then I saw the horror and repugnance of his |
face, and all of a sudden I let him go. |
'But I was not beaten yet. I banged with my fist at the bronze |
panels. I thought I heard something stir inside--to be explicit, |
I thought I heard a sound like a chuckle--but I must have been |
mistaken. Then I got a big pebble from the river, and came and |
hammered till I had flattened a coil in the decorations, and the |
verdigris came off in powdery flakes. The delicate little people |
must have heard me hammering in gusty outbreaks a mile away on |
either hand, but nothing came of it. I saw a crowd of them upon the |
slopes, looking furtively at me. At last, hot and tired, I sat down |
to watch the place. But I was too restless to watch long; I am too |
Occidental for a long vigil. I could work at a problem for years, |
but to wait inactive for twenty-four hours--that is another matter. |
'I got up after a time, and began walking aimlessly through the |
bushes towards the hill again. "Patience," said I to myself. "If you |
want your machine again you must leave that sphinx alone. If they |
mean to take your machine away, it's little good your wrecking their |
bronze panels, and if they don't, you will get it back as soon as |
you can ask for it. To sit among all those unknown things before a |
puzzle like that is hopeless. That way lies monomania. Face this |
world. Learn its ways, watch it, be careful of too hasty guesses |
at its meaning. In the end you will find clues to it all." Then |
suddenly the humour of the situation came into my mind: the thought |
of the years I had spent in study and toil to get into the future |
age, and now my passion of anxiety to get out of it. I had made |
myself the most complicated and the most hopeless trap that ever a |
man devised. Although it was at my own expense, I could not help |
myself. I laughed aloud. |
'Going through the big palace, it seemed to me that the little |
people avoided me. It may have been my fancy, or it may have had |
something to do with my hammering at the gates of bronze. Yet I felt |
tolerably sure of the avoidance. I was careful, however, to show no |
concern and to abstain from any pursuit of them, and in the course |
of a day or two things got back to the old footing. I made what |
progress I could in the language, and in addition I pushed my |
explorations here and there. Either I missed some subtle point or |
their language was excessively simple--almost exclusively composed |
of concrete substantives and verbs. There seemed to be few, if any, |
abstract terms, or little use of figurative language. Their |
sentences were usually simple and of two words, and I failed to |
convey or understand any but the simplest propositions. I determined |
to put the thought of my Time Machine and the mystery of the bronze |
doors under the sphinx as much as possible in a corner of memory, |
until my growing knowledge would lead me back to them in a natural |
way. Yet a certain feeling, you may understand, tethered me in a |
circle of a few miles round the point of my arrival. |
'So far as I could see, all the world displayed the same exuberant |
richness as the Thames valley. From every hill I climbed I saw the |
same abundance of splendid buildings, endlessly varied in material |
and style, the same clustering thickets of evergreens, the same |
blossom-laden trees and tree-ferns. Here and there water shone like |
silver, and beyond, the land rose into blue undulating hills, and |
so faded into the serenity of the sky. A peculiar feature, which |
presently attracted my attention, was the presence of certain |
circular wells, several, as it seemed to me, of a very great depth. |
One lay by the path up the hill, which I had followed during my |
first walk. Like the others, it was rimmed with bronze, curiously |
wrought, and protected by a little cupola from the rain. Sitting by |
the side of these wells, and peering down into the shafted darkness, |
I could see no gleam of water, nor could I start any reflection |
with a lighted match. But in all of them I heard a certain sound: |
a thud--thud--thud, like the beating of some big engine; and I |
discovered, from the flaring of my matches, that a steady current of |
air set down the shafts. Further, I threw a scrap of paper into the |
throat of one, and, instead of fluttering slowly down, it was at |
once sucked swiftly out of sight. |
'After a time, too, I came to connect these wells with tall towers |
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