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'
Well
?
'
said
Henderson
.
'
It
's
out
on
Horsell
Common
now
.
'
'
Good
Lord
!
'
said
Henderson
.
'
Fallen
meteorite
!
That
's
good
.
'
'
But
it
's
something
more
than
a
meteorite
.
It
's
a
cylinder
--
an
artificial
cylinder
,
man
!
And
there
's
something
inside
.
'
Henderson
stood
up
with
his
spade
in
his
hand
.
'
What
's
that
?
'
he
said
.
He
was
deaf
in
one
ear
.
Ogilvy
told
him
all
that
he
had
seen
.
Henderson
was
a
minute
or
so
taking
it
in
.
Then
he
dropped
his
spade
,
snatched
up
his
jacket
,
and
came
out
into
the
road
.
The
two
men
hurried
back
at
once
to
the
common
,
and
found
the
cylinder
still
lying
in
the
same
position
.
But
now
the
sounds
inside
had
ceased
,
and
a
thin
circle
of
bright
metal
showed
between
the
top
and
the
body
of
the
cylinder
.
Air
was
either
entering
or
escaping
at
the
rim
with
a
thin
,
sizzling
sound
.
They
listened
,
rapped
on
the
scaly
burnt
metal
with
a
stick
,
and
,
meeting
with
no
response
,
they
both
concluded
the
man
or
men
inside
must
be
insensible
or
dead
.
Of
course
the
two
were
quite
unable
to
do
anything
.
They
shouted
consolation
and
promises
,
and
went
off
back
to
the
town
again
to
get
help
.
One
can
imagine
them
,
covered
with
sand
,
excited
and
disordered
,
running
up
the
little
street
in
the
bright
sunlight
just
as
the
shop
folks
were
taking
down
their
shutters
and
people
were
opening
their
bedroom
windows
.
Henderson
went
into
the
railway
station
at
once
,
in
order
to
telegraph
the
news
to
London
.
The
newspaper
articles
had
prepared
men
's
minds
for
the
reception
of
the
idea
.
By
eight
o'clock
a
number
of
boys
and
unemployed
men
had
already
started
for
the
common
to
see
the
'
dead
men
from
Mars
.
'
That
was
the
form
the
story
took
.
I
heard
of
it
first
from
my
newspaper
boy
about
a
quarter
to
nine
when
I
went
out
to
get
my
DAILY
CHRONICLE
.
I
was
naturally
startled
,
and
lost
no
time
in
going
out
and
across
the
Ottershaw
bridge
to
the
sand
pits
.
