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From
time
to
time
during
and
after
lunch
the
high
,
insistent
ring
had
summoned
the
Professor
.
He
gave
us
the
news
as
it
came
through
to
him
in
a
few
curt
sentences
.
Such
terrific
items
had
never
been
registered
in
the
world
’
s
history
before
.
The
great
shadow
was
creeping
up
from
the
south
like
a
rising
tide
of
death
.
Egypt
had
gone
through
its
delirium
and
was
now
comatose
.
Spain
and
Portugal
,
after
a
wild
frenzy
in
which
the
Clericals
and
the
Anarchists
had
fought
most
desperately
,
were
now
fallen
silent
.
No
cable
messages
were
received
any
longer
from
South
America
.
In
North
America
the
southern
states
,
after
some
terrible
racial
rioting
,
had
succumbed
to
the
poison
.
North
of
Maryland
the
effect
was
not
yet
marked
,
and
in
Canada
it
was
hardly
perceptible
.
Belgium
,
Holland
,
and
Denmark
had
each
in
turn
been
affected
.
Despairing
messages
were
flashing
from
every
quarter
to
the
great
centres
of
learning
,
to
the
chemists
and
the
doctors
of
world
-
wide
repute
,
imploring
their
advice
.
The
astronomers
too
were
deluged
with
inquiries
.
Nothing
could
be
done
.
The
thing
was
universal
and
beyond
our
human
knowledge
or
control
.
It
was
death
—
painless
but
inevitable
—
death
for
young
and
old
,
for
weak
and
strong
,
for
rich
and
poor
,
without
hope
or
possibility
of
escape
.
Such
was
the
news
which
,
in
scattered
,
distracted
messages
,
the
telephone
had
brought
us
.
The
great
cities
already
knew
their
fate
and
so
far
as
we
could
gather
were
preparing
to
meet
it
with
dignity
and
resignation
.
Yet
here
were
our
golfers
and
laborers
like
the
lambs
who
gambol
under
the
shadow
of
the
knife
.
It
seemed
amazing
.
And
yet
how
could
they
know
?
It
had
all
come
upon
us
in
one
giant
stride
.
What
was
there
in
the
morning
paper
to
alarm
them
?
And
now
it
was
but
three
in
the
afternoon
.
Even
as
we
looked
some
rumour
seemed
to
have
spread
,
for
we
saw
the
reapers
hurrying
from
the
fields
.
Some
of
the
golfers
were
returning
to
the
club
-
house
.
They
were
running
as
if
taking
refuge
from
a
shower
.
Their
little
caddies
trailed
behind
them
.
Others
were
continuing
their
game
.
The
nurse
had
turned
and
was
pushing
her
perambulator
hurriedly
up
the
hill
again
.
I
noticed
that
she
had
her
hand
to
her
brow
.
The
cab
had
stopped
and
the
tired
horse
,
with
his
head
sunk
to
his
knees
,
was
resting
.
Above
there
was
a
perfect
summer
sky
—
one
huge
vault
of
unbroken
blue
,
save
for
a
few
fleecy
white
clouds
over
the
distant
downs
.
If
the
human
race
must
die
to
-
day
,
it
was
at
least
upon
a
glorious
death
-
bed
.
And
yet
all
that
gentle
loveliness
of
nature
made
this
terrific
and
wholesale
destruction
the
more
pitiable
and
awful
.
Surely
it
was
too
goodly
a
residence
that
we
should
be
so
swiftly
,
so
ruthlessly
,
evicted
from
it
!
But
I
have
said
that
the
telephone
-
bell
had
rung
once
more
.
Suddenly
I
heard
Challenger
’
s
tremendous
voice
from
the
hall
.
"
Malone
!
"
he
cried
.
"
You
are
wanted
.
"
I
rushed
down
to
the
instrument
.
It
was
McArdle
speaking
from
London
.
"
That
you
,
Mr
.
Malone
?
"
cried
his
familiar
voice
.
"
Mr
.
Malone
,
there
are
terrible
goings
-
on
in
London
.
For
God
’
s
sake
,
see
if
Professor
Challenger
can
suggest
anything
that
can
be
done
.
"
"
He
can
suggest
nothing
,
sir
,
"
I
answered
.
"
He
regards
the
crisis
as
universal
and
inevitable
.
We
have
some
oxygen
here
,
but
it
can
only
defer
our
fate
for
a
few
hours
.
"
"
Oxygen
!
"
cried
the
agonized
voice
.
"
There
is
no
time
to
get
any
.
The
office
has
been
a
perfect
pandemonium
ever
since
you
left
in
the
morning
.
Now
half
of
the
staff
are
insensible
.
I
am
weighed
down
with
heaviness
myself
.
From
my
window
I
can
see
the
people
lying
thick
in
Fleet
Street
.
The
traffic
is
all
held
up
.
Judging
by
the
last
telegrams
,
the
whole
world
—
—
"
His
voice
had
been
sinking
,
and
suddenly
stopped
.
