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"
They
've
got
--
it
's
like
a
gun
!
"
And
struggling
in
the
grating
between
those
defensive
spears
appeared
the
head
and
shoulders
of
a
singularly
lean
and
angular
Selenite
,
bearing
some
complicated
apparatus
.
I
realised
Cavor
's
utter
incapacity
for
the
fight
we
had
in
hand
.
For
a
moment
I
hesitated
.
Then
I
rushed
past
him
whirling
my
crowbars
,
and
shouting
to
confound
the
aim
of
the
Selenite
.
He
was
aiming
in
the
queerest
way
with
the
thing
against
his
stomach
.
"
Chuzz
!
"
The
thing
was
n't
a
gun
;
it
went
off
like
a
cross-bow
more
,
and
dropped
me
in
the
middle
of
a
leap
.
I
did
n't
fall
down
,
I
simply
came
down
a
little
shorter
than
I
should
have
done
if
I
had
n't
been
hit
,
and
from
the
feel
of
my
shoulder
the
thing
might
have
tapped
me
and
glanced
off
.
Then
my
left
hand
hit
against
the
shaft
,
and
I
perceived
there
was
a
sort
of
spear
sticking
half
through
my
shoulder
.
The
moment
after
I
got
home
with
the
crowbar
in
my
right
hand
,
and
hit
the
Selenite
fair
and
square
.
He
collapsed
--
he
crushed
and
crumpled
--
his
head
smashed
like
an
egg
.
I
dropped
a
crowbar
,
pulled
the
spear
out
of
my
shoulder
,
and
began
to
jab
it
down
the
grating
into
the
darkness
.
At
each
jab
came
a
shriek
and
twitter
.
Finally
I
hurled
the
spear
down
upon
them
with
all
my
strength
,
leapt
up
,
picked
up
the
crowbar
again
,
and
started
for
the
multitude
up
the
cavern
.
"
Bedford
!
"
cried
Cavor
.
"
Bedford
!
"
as
I
flew
past
him
.
I
seem
to
remember
his
footsteps
coming
on
behind
me
.
Step
,
leap
...
whack
,
step
,
leap
...
Each
leap
seemed
to
last
ages
.
With
each
,
the
cave
opened
out
and
the
number
of
Selenites
visible
increased
.
At
first
they
seemed
all
running
about
like
ants
in
a
disturbed
ant-hill
,
one
or
two
waving
hatchets
and
coming
to
meet
me
,
more
running
away
,
some
bolting
sideways
into
the
avenue
of
carcasses
,
then
presently
others
came
in
sight
carrying
spears
,
and
then
others
.
I
saw
a
most
extraordinary
thing
,
all
hands
and
feet
,
bolting
for
cover
.
The
cavern
grew
darker
farther
up
.
Flick
!
something
flew
over
my
head
.
Flick
!
As
I
soared
in
mid-stride
I
saw
a
spear
hit
and
quiver
in
one
of
the
carcasses
to
my
left
.
Then
,
as
I
came
down
,
one
hit
the
ground
before
me
,
and
I
heard
the
remote
chuzz
!
with
which
their
things
were
fired
.
Flick
,
flick
!
for
a
moment
it
was
a
shower
.
They
were
volleying
!
