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"
What
has
happened
?
"
said
the
curate
,
standing
up
beside
me
.
"
Heaven
knows
!
"
said
I.
A
bat
flickered
by
and
vanished
.
A
distant
tumult
of
shouting
began
and
ceased
.
I
looked
again
at
the
Martian
,
and
saw
he
was
now
moving
eastward
along
the
riverbank
,
with
a
swift
,
rolling
motion
,
Every
moment
I
expected
the
fire
of
some
hidden
battery
to
spring
upon
him
;
but
the
evening
calm
was
unbroken
.
The
figure
of
the
Martian
grew
smaller
as
he
receded
,
and
presently
the
mist
and
the
gathering
night
had
swallowed
him
up
.
By
a
common
impulse
we
clambered
higher
.
Towards
Sunbury
was
a
dark
appearance
,
as
though
a
conical
hill
had
suddenly
come
into
being
there
,
hiding
our
view
of
the
farther
country
;
and
then
,
remoter
across
the
river
,
over
Walton
,
we
saw
another
such
summit
.
These
hill-like
forms
grew
lower
and
broader
even
as
we
stared
.
Moved
by
a
sudden
thought
,
I
looked
northward
,
and
there
I
perceived
a
third
of
these
cloudy
black
kopjes
had
risen
.
Everything
had
suddenly
become
very
still
.
Far
away
to
the
southeast
,
marking
the
quiet
,
we
heard
the
Martians
hooting
to
one
another
,
and
then
the
air
quivered
again
with
the
distant
thud
of
their
guns
.
But
the
earthly
artillery
made
no
reply
.
Now
at
the
time
we
could
not
understand
these
things
,
but
later
I
was
to
learn
the
meaning
of
these
ominous
kopjes
that
gathered
in
the
twilight
.
Each
of
the
Martians
,
standing
in
the
great
crescent
I
have
described
,
had
discharged
,
by
means
of
the
gunlike
tube
he
carried
,
a
huge
canister
over
whatever
hill
,
copse
,
cluster
of
houses
,
or
other
possible
cover
for
guns
,
chanced
to
be
in
front
of
him
.
Some
fired
only
one
of
these
,
some
two
--
as
in
the
case
of
the
one
we
had
seen
;
the
one
at
Ripley
is
said
to
have
discharged
no
fewer
than
five
at
that
time
.
These
canisters
smashed
on
striking
the
ground
--
they
did
not
explode
--
and
incontinently
disengaged
an
enormous
volume
of
heavy
,
inky
vapour
,
coiling
and
pouring
upward
in
a
huge
and
ebony
cumulus
cloud
,
a
gaseous
hill
that
sank
and
spread
itself
slowly
over
the
surrounding
country
.
And
the
touch
of
that
vapour
,
the
inhaling
of
its
pungent
wisps
,
was
death
to
all
that
breathes
.
It
was
heavy
,
this
vapour
,
heavier
than
the
densest
smoke
,
so
that
,
after
the
first
tumultuous
uprush
and
outflow
of
its
impact
,
it
sank
down
through
the
air
and
poured
over
the
ground
in
a
manner
rather
liquid
than
gaseous
,
abandoning
the
hills
,
and
streaming
into
the
valleys
and
ditches
and
watercourses
even
as
I
have
heard
the
carbonic-acid
gas
that
pours
from
volcanic
clefts
is
wont
to
do
.
And
where
it
came
upon
water
some
chemical
action
occurred
,
and
the
surface
would
be
instantly
covered
with
a
powdery
scum
that
sank
slowly
and
made
way
for
more
.
The
scum
was
absolutely
insoluble
,
and
it
is
a
strange
thing
,
seeing
the
instant
effect
of
the
gas
,
that
one
could
drink
without
hurt
the
water
from
which
it
had
been
strained
.
The
vapour
did
not
diffuse
as
a
true
gas
would
do
.
It
hung
together
in
banks
,
flowing
sluggishly
down
the
slope
of
the
land
and
driving
reluctantly
before
the
wind
,
and
very
slowly
it
combined
with
the
mist
and
moisture
of
the
air
,
and
sank
to
the
earth
in
the
form
of
dust
.
Save
that
an
unknown
element
giving
a
group
of
four
lines
in
the
blue
of
the
spectrum
is
concerned
,
we
are
still
entirely
ignorant
of
the
nature
of
this
substance
.
Once
the
tumultuous
upheaval
of
its
dispersion
was
over
,
the
black
smoke
clung
so
closely
to
the
ground
,
even
before
its
precipitation
,
that
fifty
feet
up
in
the
air
,
on
the
roofs
and
upper
stories
of
high
houses
and
on
great
trees
,
there
was
a
chance
of
escaping
its
poison
altogether
,
as
was
proved
even
that
night
at
Street
Cobham
and
Ditton
.
