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On
our
side
the
fire
had
done
no
more
than
scorch
the
nearer
trees
;
it
had
failed
to
secure
its
footing
.
In
one
place
the
woodmen
had
been
at
work
on
Saturday
;
trees
,
felled
and
freshly
trimmed
,
lay
in
a
clearing
,
with
heaps
of
sawdust
by
the
sawing-machine
and
its
engine
.
Hard
by
was
a
temporary
hut
,
deserted
.
There
was
not
a
breath
of
wind
this
morning
,
and
everything
was
strangely
still
.
Even
the
birds
were
hushed
,
and
as
we
hurried
along
I
and
the
artilleryman
talked
in
whispers
and
looked
now
and
again
over
our
shoulders
.
Once
or
twice
we
stopped
to
listen
.
After
a
time
we
drew
near
the
road
,
and
as
we
did
so
we
heard
the
clatter
of
hoofs
and
saw
through
the
tree
stems
three
cavalry
soldiers
riding
slowly
towards
Woking
.
We
hailed
them
,
and
they
halted
while
we
hurried
towards
them
.
It
was
a
lieutenant
and
a
couple
of
privates
of
the
8th
Hussars
,
with
a
stand
like
a
theodolite
,
which
the
artilleryman
told
me
was
a
heliograph
.
"
You
are
the
first
men
I
've
seen
coming
this
way
this
morning
,
"
said
the
lieutenant
.
"
What
's
brewing
?
"
His
voice
and
face
were
eager
.
The
men
behind
him
stared
curiously
.
The
artilleryman
jumped
down
the
bank
into
the
road
and
saluted
.
"
Gun
destroyed
last
night
,
sir
.
Have
been
hiding
.
Trying
to
rejoin
battery
,
sir
.
You
'll
come
in
sight
of
the
Martians
,
I
expect
,
about
half
a
mile
along
this
road
.
"
"
What
the
dickens
are
they
like
?
"
asked
the
lieutenant
.
"
Giants
in
armour
,
sir
.
Hundred
feet
high
.
Three
legs
and
a
body
like
'
luminium
,
with
a
mighty
great
head
in
a
hood
,
sir
.
"
"
Get
out
!
"
said
the
lieutenant
.
"
What
confounded
nonsense
!
"
"
You
'll
see
,
sir
.
They
carry
a
kind
of
box
,
sir
,
that
shoots
fire
and
strikes
you
dead
.
"
