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it was so much worn, as I judged by the going to and fro of past generations,

as to be deeply channelled along the more frequented ways. Transverse to the

length were innumerable tables made of slabs of polished stone, raised perhaps

afoot from the oor, and upon these were heaps of fruits. Some I recognized as

akind of hypertrophied raspberry and orange, but for the most part they were

strange.

‘Between the tables was scattered a great number of cushions. Upon these

my conductors seated themselves, signing for me to do likewise. With a pretty

absence of ceremony they began to eat the fruit with their hands, inging peel

and stalks, and so forth, into the round openings in the sides of the tables. I

was not loath to follow their example, for I felt thirsty and hungry. As I did so

Isurveyed the hall at my leisure.

‘And perhaps the thing that struck me most was its dilapidated look. The

stained-glass windows, which displayed only a geometrical pattern, were broken

in many places, and the curtains that hung across the lower end were thick with

dust. And it caught my eye that the corner of the marble table near me was

fractured. Nevertheless, the general eect was extremely rich and picturesque.

There were, perhaps, a couple of hundred people dining in the hall, and most of

them, seated as near to me as they could come, were watching me with interest,

their little eyes shining over the fruit they were eating. All were clad in the

same soft and yet strong, silky material.

‘Fruit, by the by, was all their diet. These people of the remote future were

strict vegetarians, and while I was with them, in spite of some carnal cravings,

I had to be frugivorous also. Indeed, I found afterwards that horses, cattle,

sheep, dogs, had followed the Ichthyosaurus into extinction. But the fruits were

very delightful; one, in particular, that seemed to be in season all the time I was

there|a oury thing in a three-sided husk|was especially good, and I made it

my staple. At rst I was puzzled by all these strange fruits, and by the strange

owers I saw, but later I began to perceive their import.

‘However, I am telling you of my fruit dinner in the distant future now.

So soon as my appetite was a little checked, I determined to make a resolute

attempt to learn the speech of these new men of mine. Clearly that was the

next thing to do. The fruits seemed a convenient thing to begin upon, and

holding one of these up I began a series of interrogative sounds and gestures. I

had some considerable diculty in conveying my meaning. At rst my eorts

met with a stare of surprise or inextinguishable laughter, but presently a fair-

haired little creature seemed to grasp my intention and repeated a name. They

had to chatter and explain the business at great length to each other, and my

rst attempts to make the exquisite little sounds of their language caused an

immense amount of amusement. However, I felt like a schoolmaster amidst

children, and persisted, and presently I had a score of noun substantives at

least at my command; and then I got to demonstrative pronouns, and even the

verb \to eat." But it was slow work, and the little people soon tired and wanted

to get away from my interrogations, so I determined, rather of necessity, to let

them give their lessons in little doses when they felt inclined. And very little

doses I found they were before long, for I never met people more indolent or

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CHAPTER 4.

more easily fatigued.

‘A queer thing I soon discovered about my little hosts, and that was their

lack of interest. They would come to me with eager cries of astonishment,

like children, but like children they would soon stop examining me and wander

away after some other toy. The dinner and my conversational beginnings ended,

Inoted for the rst time that almost all those who had surrounded me at rst

were gone. It is odd, too, how speedily I came to disregard these little people.

Iwent out through the portal into the sunlit world again as soon as my hunger

was satised. I was continually meeting more of these men of the future, who

would follow me a little distance, chatter and laugh about me, and, having

smiled and gesticulated in a friendly way, leave me again to my own devices.

‘The calm of evening was upon the world as I emerged from the great hall,

and the scene was lit by the warm glow of the setting sun. At rst things

were very confusing. Everything was so entirely dierent from the world I had

known|even the owers. The big building I had left was situated on the slope

of a broad river valley, but the Thames had shifted, perhaps, a mile from its

present position. I resolved to mount to the summit of a crest perhaps a mile

and a half away, from which I could get a wider view of this our planet in the

year Eight Hundred and Two Thousand Seven Hundred and One A.D. For that,

Ishould explain, was the date the little dials of my machine recorded.

‘As I walked I was watching for every impression that could possibly help

to explain the condition of ruinous splendour in which I found the world|for

ruinous it was. A little way up the hill, for instance, was a great heap of granite,

bound together by massesof aluminium, a vast labyrinthof precipitous wallsand

crumpled heaps, amidst which were thick heaps of very beautiful pagoda-like

plants|nettles possibly|but wonderfully tinted with brown about the leaves,

and incapable of stinging. It was evidently the derelict remains of some vast

structure, to what end built I could not determine. It was here that I was

destined, at a later date, to have a very strange experience|the rst intimation

of a still stranger discovery|but of that I will speak in its proper place.

‘Looking round with a sudden thought, from a terrace on which I rested

for a while, I realized that there were no small houses to be seen. Apparently

the single house, and possibly even the household, had vanished. Here and

there among the greenery were palace-like buildings, but the house and the

cottage, which form such characteristic features of our own English landscape,

had disappeared.

\‘Communism," said I to myself.

‘And on the heels of that came another thought. I looked at the half-dozen

little gures that were following me. Then, in a ash, I perceived that all had

the same form of costume, the same soft hairless visage, and the same girlish

rotundity of limb. It may seem strange, perhaps, that I had not noticed this

before. But everything was so strange. Now, I saw the fact plainly enough. In

costume, and in all the dierences of texture and bearing that now mark o the

sexes from each other, these people of the future were alike. And the children

seemed to my eyes to be but the miniatures of their parents. I judged, then,

that the children of that time were extremely precocious, physically at least,

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and I found afterwards abundant verication of my opinion.

‘Seeing the ease and security in which these people were living, I felt that

this close resemblance of the sexes was after all what one would expect; for the

strength of a man and the softness of a woman, the institution of the family,

and the dierentiation of occupations are mere militant necessities of an age of

physical force. Where population is balanced and abundant, much childbear-

ing becomes an evil rather than a blessing to the State; where violence comes

but rarely and ospring are secure, there is less necessity|indeed there is no

necessity|for an ecient family, and the specialization of the sexes with refer-

ence to their children’s needs disappears. We see some beginnings of this even

in our own time, and in this future age it was complete. This, I must remind

you, was my speculation at the time. Later, I was to appreciate how far it fell

short of the reality.

‘While I was musing upon these things, my attention was attracted by a

pretty little structure, like a well under a cupola. I thought in a transitory

way of the oddness of wells still existing, and then resumed the thread of my

speculations. There were no large buildings towards the top of the hill, and as

my walking powers were evidently miraculous, I was presently left alone for the

rst time. With a strange sense of freedom and adventure I pushed on up to

the crest.

‘There I found a seat of some yellow metal that I did not recognize, corroded

in places with a kind of pinkish rust and half smothered in soft moss, the

armrests cast and led into the resemblance of grins’ heads. I sat down on it,

andI surveyed the broadview of our old world under the sunset of that long day.

It was as sweet and fair a view as I have ever seen. The sun had already gone

below the horizon and the west was aming gold, touched with some horizontal

bars of purple and crimson. Below was the valley of the Thames, in which the

river lay like a band of burnished steel. I have already spoken of the great

palaces dotted about among the variegated greenery, some in ruins and some

still occupied. Here and there rose a white or silvery gure in the waste garden

of the earth, here and there came the sharp vertical line of some cupola or

obelisk. There were no hedges, no signs of proprietary rights, no evidences of

agriculture; the whole earth had become a garden.

‘So watching, I began to put my interpretation upon the things I had seen,

and as it shaped itself to me that evening, my interpretation was something in

this way. (Afterwards I found I had got only a half-truth|or only a glimpse of

one facet of the truth.)

‘It seemed to me that I had happened upon humanity upon the wane. The

ruddy sunset set me thinking of the sunset of mankind. For the rst time I

began to realize an odd consequence of the social eort in which we are at

present engaged. And yet, come to think, it is a logical consequence enough.

Strength is the outcome of need; security sets a premium on feebleness. The

work of ameliorating the conditions of life|thetrue civilising processthat makes

life more and more secure|had gone steadily on to a climax. One triumph of a

united humanity over Nature had followed another. Things that are now mere

dreams had become projects deliberately put in hand and carried forward. And

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the harvest was what I saw!

‘After all, the sanitation and the agriculture of to-day are still in the rudi-

mentary stage. The science of our time has attacked but a little department of

the eld of human disease, but, even so, it spreads its operations very steadily

and persistently. Our agriculture and horticulture destroy a weed just here

and there and cultivate perhaps a score or so of wholesome plants, leaving the

greater number to ght out a balance as they can. We improve our favourite

plants and animals|and how few they are|gradually by selective breeding;

now a new and better peach, now a seedless grape, now a sweeter and larger

ower, now a more convenient breed of cattle. We improve them gradually,

because our ideals are vague and tentative, and our knowledge is very limited;

because Nature, too, is shy and slow in our clumsy hands. Some day all this

will be better organized, and still better. That is the drift of the current in spite

of the eddies. The whole world will be intelligent, educated, and co-operating;

things will move faster and faster towards the subjugation of Nature. In the

end, wisely and carefully we shall readjust the balance of animal and vegetable

me to suit our human needs.

‘This adjustment, I say, must have been done, and done well; done indeed

for all Time, in the space of Time across which my machine had leaped. The air

was free from gnats, the earth from weeds or fungi; everywhere were fruits and

sweet and delightful owers; brilliant butter ies ew hither and thither. The

ideal of preventive medicine was attained. Diseases had been stamped out. I

saw no evidence of any contagious diseases during all my stay. And I shall have

to tell you later that even the processes of putrefaction and decay had been

profoundly aected by these changes.

‘Social triumphs, too, had been eected. I saw mankind housed in splendid

shelters, gloriously clothed, and as yet I had found them engaged in no toil.

There were no signs of struggle, neither social nor economical struggle. The

shop, the advertisement, trac, all that commerce which constitutes the body

of our world, was gone. It was natural on that golden evening that I should

jump at the idea of a social paradise. The diculty of increasing population

had been met, I guessed, and population had ceased to increase.

‘But with this change in condition comes inevitably adaptations to the

change. What, unless biological science is a mass of errors, is the cause of

human intelligence and vigour? Hardship and freedom: conditions under which

the active, strong, and subtle survive and the weaker go to the wall; conditions

that put a premium upon the loyal alliance of capable men, upon self-restraint,

patience, and decision. And the institution of the family, and the emotions

that arise therein, the erce jealousy, the tenderness for ospring, parental self-

devotion, all found their justication and support in the imminent dangers of

the young. Now, where are these imminent dangers? There is a sentiment

arising, and it will grow, against connubial jealousy, against erce maternity,

against passion of all sorts; unnecessary things now, and things that make us

uncomfortable, savage survivals, discords in a rened and pleasant life.

‘I thought of the physical slightness of the people, their lack of intelligence,

and those big abundant ruins, and it strengthened my belief in a perfect con-

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quest of Nature. For after the battle comes Quiet. Humanity had been strong,

energetic, and intelligent, and had used all its abundant vitality to alter the

conditions under which it lived. And now came the reaction of the altered

conditions.

‘Under the new conditions of perfect comfort and security, that restless en-

ergy, that with us is strength, would become weakness. Even in our own time

certain tendencies and desires, once necessary to survival, are a constant source

of failure. Physical courage and the love of battle, for instance, are no great

help|may even be hindrances|to a civilised man. And in a state of physical

balance and security, power, intellectual as well as physical, would be out of

place. For countless years I judged there had been no danger of war or solitary

violence, no danger from wild beasts, no wasting disease to require strength of

constitution, no need of toil. For such a life, what we should call the weak are

as well equipped as the strong, are indeed no longer weak. Better equipped

indeed they are, for the strong would be fretted by an energy for which there

was no outlet. No doubt the exquisite beauty of the buildings I saw was the

outcome of the last surgings of the now purposeless energy of mankind before it

settleddowninto perfect harmony withthe conditions under whichit lived|the

ourish of that triumph which began the last great peace. This has ever been

the fate of energy in security; it takes to art and to eroticism, and then come

languor and decay.

‘Even this artistic impetus would at last die away|had almost died in the

Time I saw. To adorn themselves with owers, to dance, to sing in the sunlight;

so much was left of the artistic spirit, and no more. Even that would fade in the

end into a contented inactivity. We are kept keen on the grindstone of pain and

necessity, and, it seemed to me, that here was that hateful grindstone broken

at last!

‘As I stood there in the gathering dark I thought that in this simple expla-

nation I had mastered the problem of the world|mastered the whole secret of

these delicious people. Possibly the checks they had devised for the increase of

population had succeeded too well, and their numbers had rather diminished

than kept stationary. That would account for the abandoned ruins. Very simple

was my explanation, and plausible enough|as most wrong theories are!

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Chapter 5

‘As I stood there musing over this too perfect triumph of man, the full moon,

yellow and gibbous, came up out of an over ow of silver light in the north-east.

The bright little gures ceased to move about below, a noiseless owl itted by,

and I shivered with the chill of the night. I determined to descend and nd

where I could sleep.

‘I looked for the building I knew. Then my eye travelled along to the gure

of the White Sphinx upon the pedestal of bronze, growing distinct asthe light of

the rising moon grew brighter. I could see the silver birch against it. There was

the tangle of rhododendron bushes, black in the pale light, and there was the

little lawn. I looked at the lawn again. A queer doubt chilled my complacency.

\No," said I stoutly to myself, \that was not the lawn."

‘But it was the lawn. For the white leprous face of the sphinx was towards

it. Can you imagine what I felt as this conviction came home to me? But you

cannot. The Time Machine was gone!

‘At once, like a lash across the face, came the possibility of losing my own

age, of being left helpless in this strange new world. The bare thought of it was

an actual physical sensation. I could feel it grip me at the throat and stop my

breathing. In another moment I was in a passion of fear and running with great

leaping strides down the slope. Once I fell headlong and cut my face; I lost no

time in stanching the blood, but jumped up and ran on, with a warm trickle

down my cheek and chin. All the time I ran I was saying to myself: \They have

moved it a little, pushed it under the bushes out of the way." Nevertheless, I

ran with all my might. All the time, with the certainty that sometimes comes

with excessive dread, I knew that such assurance was folly, knew instinctively

that the machine was removed out of my reach. My breath came with pain. I

suppose I covered the whole distance from the hill crest to the little lawn, two

miles perhaps, in ten minutes. And I am not a young man. I cursed aloud, as I

ran, at my condent folly in leaving the machine, wasting good breath thereby.

Icried aloud, and none answered. Not a creature seemed to be stirring in that

moonlit world.

‘When I reached the lawn my worst fears were realized. Not a trace of the

thing was to be seen. I felt faint and cold when I faced the empty space among

the black tangle of bushes. I ran round it furiously, as if the thing might be

CHAPTER 5.

hidden in a corner, and then stopped abruptly, with my hands clutching my

hair. Above me towered the sphinx, upon the bronze pedestal, white, shining,

leprous, in the light of the rising moon. It seemed to smile in mockery of my

dismay.

‘I might have consoled myself by imagining the little people had put the

mechanism in some shelter for me, had I not felt assured of their physical and

intellectual inadequacy. That is what dismayed me: the sense of some hitherto

unsuspected power, throughwhose interventionmy inventionhad vanished. Yet,

for one thing I felt assured: unless some other age had produced its exact

duplicate, the machine could not have moved in time. The attachment of the

levers|I will show you the method later|prevented any one from tampering

with it in that way when they were removed. It had moved, and was hid, only

in space. But then, where could it be?

‘I think I must have had a kind of frenzy. I remember running violently

in and out among the moonlit bushes all round the sphinx, and startling some

white animal that, in the dim light, I took for a small deer. I remember, too,

late that night, beating the bushes with my clenched sts until my knuckles

were gashed and bleeding from the broken twigs. Then, sobbing and raving in

my anguish of mind, I went down to the great building of stone. The big hall

was dark, silent, and deserted. I slipped on the uneven oor, and fell over one

of the malachite tables, almost breaking my shin. I lit a match and went on

past the dusty curtains, of which I have told you.

‘There I found a second great hall covered with cushions, upon which, per-

haps, a score or so of the little people were sleeping. I have no doubt they

found my second appearance strange enough, coming suddenly out of the quiet

darkness with inarticulate noises and the splutter and are of a match. For they

had forgotten about matches. \Where is my Time Machine?" I began, bawling

like an angry child, laying hands upon them and shaking them up together. It

must have been very queer to them. Some laughed, most of them looked sorely

frightened. When I saw them standing round me, it came into my head that

I was doing as foolish a thing as it was possible for me to do under the cir-

cumstances, in trying to revive the sensation of fear. For, reasoning from their

daylight behaviour, I thought that fear must be forgotten.

‘Abruptly, I dashed down the match, and, knocking one of the people over

in my course, went blundering across the big dining-hall again, out under the

moonlight. I heard cries of terror and their little feet running and stumbling

this way and that. I do not remember all I did as the moon crept up the sky.

Isuppose it was the unexpected nature of my loss that maddened me. I felt

hopelessly cut o from my own kind|a strange animal in an unknown world.

Imust have raved to and fro, screaming and crying upon God and Fate. I have

amemory of horrible fatigue, as the long night of despair wore away; of looking

in this impossible place and that; of groping among moonlit ruins and touching

strange creatures in the black shadows; at last, of lying on the ground near the

sphinx and weeping with absolute wretchedness. I had nothing left but misery.

Then I slept, and when I woke again it was full day, and a couple of sparrows

were hopping round me on the turf within reach of my arm.

‘I sat up in the freshness of the morning, trying to remember how I had got

there, and why I had such a profound sense of desertion and despair. Then

things came clear in my mind. With the plain, reasonable daylight, I could look

my circumstances fairly in the face. I saw the wild folly of my frenzy overnight,

and I could reason with myself. \Suppose the worst?" I said. \Suppose the

machine altogether lost|perhaps destroyed? It behoves me to be calm and

patient, to learn the way of the people, to get a clear idea of the method of my

loss, and the means of getting materials and tools; so that in the end, perhaps,

Imay make another." That would be my only hope, perhaps, but better than

despair. And, after all, it was a beautiful and curious world.

‘But probably the machine had only been taken away. Still, I must be calm

and patient, nd its hiding-place, and recover it by force or cunning. And

with that I scrambled to my feet and looked about me, wondering where I

could bathe. I felt weary, sti, and travel-soiled. The freshness of the morning

made me desire an equal freshness. I had exhausted my emotion. Indeed, as

Iwent about my business, I found myself wondering at my intense excitement

overnight. I made a careful examination of the ground about the little lawn.

I wasted some time in futile questionings, conveyed, as well as I was able, to

such of the little people as came by. They all failed to understand my gestures;

some were simply stolid, some thought it was a jest and laughed at me. I had

the hardest task in the world to keep my hands o their pretty laughing faces.

It was a foolish impulse, but the devil begotten of fear and blind anger was ill

curbed and still eager to take advantage of my perplexity. The turf gave better

counsel. I found a groove ripped in it, about midway between the pedestal of

the sphinx and the marks of my feet 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 eort to infer that my Time Machine was inside that pedestal. But how

it got there was a dierent 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 rst 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 o 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 o, like the others, my temper got the better of me. In three strides I

CHAPTER 5.

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 st 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 attened a coil in the decorations,

and the verdigris came o in powdery akes. 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 nd 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.

Ihad made myself the most complicated and the most hopeless trap that ever

aman 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

explorationshere andthere. Either I missedsome 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

gurative language. Their sentences were usually simple and of two words, and

Ifailed 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

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