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increase and multiply. Evidently, I thought, this tendency had |
increased till Industry had gradually lost its birthright in the |
sky. I mean that it had gone deeper and deeper into larger and ever |
larger underground factories, spending a still-increasing amount of |
its time therein, till, in the end--! Even now, does not an East-end |
worker live in such artificial conditions as practically to be cut |
off from the natural surface of the earth? |
'Again, the exclusive tendency of richer people--due, no doubt, to |
the increasing refinement of their education, and the widening gulf |
between them and the rude violence of the poor--is already leading |
to the closing, in their interest, of considerable portions of the |
surface of the land. About London, for instance, perhaps half the |
prettier country is shut in against intrusion. And this same |
widening gulf--which is due to the length and expense of the higher |
educational process and the increased facilities for and temptations |
towards refined habits on the part of the rich--will make that |
exchange between class and class, that promotion by intermarriage |
which at present retards the splitting of our species along lines |
of social stratification, less and less frequent. So, in the end, |
above ground you must have the Haves, pursuing pleasure and comfort |
and beauty, and below ground the Have-nots, the Workers getting |
continually adapted to the conditions of their labour. Once they |
were there, they would no doubt have to pay rent, and not a little |
of it, for the ventilation of their caverns; and if they refused, |
they would starve or be suffocated for arrears. Such of them as were |
so constituted as to be miserable and rebellious would die; and, in |
the end, the balance being permanent, the survivors would become as |
well adapted to the conditions of underground life, and as happy in |
their way, as the Upper-world people were to theirs. As it seemed to |
me, the refined beauty and the etiolated pallor followed naturally |
enough. |
'The great triumph of Humanity I had dreamed of took a different |
shape in my mind. It had been no such triumph of moral education and |
general co-operation as I had imagined. Instead, I saw a real |
aristocracy, armed with a perfected science and working to a logical |
conclusion the industrial system of to-day. Its triumph had not been |
simply a triumph over Nature, but a triumph over Nature and the |
fellow-man. This, I must warn you, was my theory at the time. I had |
no convenient cicerone in the pattern of the Utopian books. My |
explanation may be absolutely wrong. I still think it is the |
most plausible one. But even on this supposition the balanced |
civilization that was at last attained must have long since passed |
its zenith, and was now far fallen into decay. The too-perfect |
security of the Upper-worlders had led them to a slow movement of |
degeneration, to a general dwindling in size, strength, and |
intelligence. That I could see clearly enough already. What had |
happened to the Under-grounders I did not yet suspect; but from what |
I had seen of the Morlocks--that, by the by, was the name by which |
these creatures were called--I could imagine that the modification |
of the human type was even far more profound than among the "Eloi," |
the beautiful race that I already knew. |
'Then came troublesome doubts. Why had the Morlocks taken my Time |
Machine? For I felt sure it was they who had taken it. Why, too, if |
the Eloi were masters, could they not restore the machine to me? And |
why were they so terribly afraid of the dark? I proceeded, as I have |
said, to question Weena about this Under-world, but here again I was |
disappointed. At first she would not understand my questions, and |
presently she refused to answer them. She shivered as though the |
topic was unendurable. And when I pressed her, perhaps a little |
harshly, she burst into tears. They were the only tears, except my |
own, I ever saw in that Golden Age. When I saw them I ceased |
abruptly to trouble about the Morlocks, and was only concerned in |
banishing these signs of the human inheritance from Weena's eyes. |
And very soon she was smiling and clapping her hands, while I |
solemnly burned a match. |
VI |
'It may seem odd to you, but it was two days before I could follow |
up the new-found clue in what was manifestly the proper way. I felt |
a peculiar shrinking from those pallid bodies. They were just the |
half-bleached colour of the worms and things one sees preserved in |
spirit in a zoological museum. And they were filthily cold to the |
touch. Probably my shrinking was largely due to the sympathetic |
influence of the Eloi, whose disgust of the Morlocks I now began |
to appreciate. |
'The next night I did not sleep well. Probably my health was a |
little disordered. I was oppressed with perplexity and doubt. Once |
or twice I had a feeling of intense fear for which I could perceive |
no definite reason. I remember creeping noiselessly into the great |
hall where the little people were sleeping in the moonlight--that |
night Weena was among them--and feeling reassured by their presence. |
It occurred to me even then, that in the course of a few days the |
moon must pass through its last quarter, and the nights grow dark, |
when the appearances of these unpleasant creatures from below, these |
whitened Lemurs, this new vermin that had replaced the old, might be |
more abundant. And on both these days I had the restless feeling of |
one who shirks an inevitable duty. I felt assured that the Time |
Machine was only to be recovered by boldly penetrating these |
underground mysteries. Yet I could not face the mystery. If only I |
had had a companion it would have been different. But I was so |
horribly alone, and even to clamber down into the darkness of the |
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