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And
this
was
the
little
world
in
which
I
had
been
living
securely
for
years
,
this
fiery
chaos
!
What
had
happened
in
the
last
seven
hours
I
still
did
not
know
;
nor
did
I
know
,
though
I
was
beginning
to
guess
,
the
relation
between
these
mechanical
colossi
and
the
sluggish
lumps
I
had
seen
disgorged
from
the
cylinder
.
With
a
queer
feeling
of
impersonal
interest
I
turned
my
desk
chair
to
the
window
,
sat
down
,
and
stared
at
the
blackened
country
,
and
particularly
at
the
three
gigantic
black
things
that
were
going
to
and
fro
in
the
glare
about
the
sand
pits
.
They
seemed
amazingly
busy
.
I
began
to
ask
myself
what
they
could
be
.
Were
they
intelligent
mechanisms
?
Such
a
thing
I
felt
was
impossible
.
Or
did
a
Martian
sit
within
each
,
ruling
,
directing
,
using
,
much
as
a
man
's
brain
sits
and
rules
in
his
body
?
I
began
to
compare
the
things
to
human
machines
,
to
ask
myself
for
the
first
time
in
my
life
how
an
ironclad
or
a
steam
engine
would
seem
to
an
intelligent
lower
animal
.
The
storm
had
left
the
sky
clear
,
and
over
the
smoke
of
the
burning
land
the
little
fading
pinpoint
of
Mars
was
dropping
into
the
west
,
when
a
soldier
came
into
my
garden
.
I
heard
a
slight
scraping
at
the
fence
,
and
rousing
myself
from
the
lethargy
that
had
fallen
upon
me
,
I
looked
down
and
saw
him
dimly
,
clambering
over
the
palings
.
At
the
sight
of
another
human
being
my
torpor
passed
,
and
I
leaned
out
of
the
window
eagerly
.
"
Hist
!
"
said
I
,
in
a
whisper
.
He
stopped
astride
of
the
fence
in
doubt
.
Then
he
came
over
and
across
the
lawn
to
the
corner
of
the
house
.
He
bent
down
and
stepped
softly
.
"
Who
's
there
?
"
he
said
,
also
whispering
,
standing
under
the
window
and
peering
up
.
"
Where
are
you
going
?
"
I
asked
.
"
God
knows
.
"
"
Are
you
trying
to
hide
?
"
"
That
's
it
.
"