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That
pall
of
cindery
powder
made
me
think
of
what
I
had
read
of
the
destruction
of
Pompeii
.
We
got
to
Hampton
Court
without
misadventure
,
our
minds
full
of
strange
and
unfamiliar
appearances
,
and
at
Hampton
Court
our
eyes
were
relieved
to
find
a
patch
of
green
that
had
escaped
the
suffocating
drift
.
We
went
through
Bushey
Park
,
with
its
deer
going
to
and
fro
under
the
chestnuts
,
and
some
men
and
women
hurrying
in
the
distance
towards
Hampton
,
and
so
we
came
to
Twickenham
.
These
were
the
first
people
we
saw
.
Away
across
the
road
the
woods
beyond
Ham
and
Petersham
were
still
afire
.
Twickenham
was
uninjured
by
either
Heat-Ray
or
Black
Smoke
,
and
there
were
more
people
about
here
,
though
none
could
give
us
news
.
For
the
most
part
they
were
like
ourselves
,
taking
advantage
of
a
lull
to
shift
their
quarters
.
I
have
an
impression
that
many
of
the
houses
here
were
still
occupied
by
scared
inhabitants
,
too
frightened
even
for
flight
.
Here
too
the
evidence
of
a
hasty
rout
was
abundant
along
the
road
.
I
remember
most
vividly
three
smashed
bicycles
in
a
heap
,
pounded
into
the
road
by
the
wheels
of
subsequent
carts
.
We
crossed
Richmond
Bridge
about
half
past
eight
.
We
hurried
across
the
exposed
bridge
,
of
course
,
but
I
noticed
floating
down
the
stream
a
number
of
red
masses
,
some
many
feet
across
.
I
did
not
know
what
these
were
--
there
was
no
time
for
scrutiny
--
and
I
put
a
more
horrible
interpretation
on
them
than
they
deserved
.
Here
again
on
the
Surrey
side
were
black
dust
that
had
once
been
smoke
,
and
dead
bodies
--
a
heap
near
the
approach
to
the
station
;
but
we
had
no
glimpse
of
the
Martians
until
we
were
some
way
towards
Barnes
.
We
saw
in
the
blackened
distance
a
group
of
three
people
running
down
a
side
street
towards
the
river
,
but
otherwise
it
seemed
deserted
.
Up
the
hill
Richmond
town
was
burning
briskly
;
outside
the
town
of
Richmond
there
was
no
trace
of
the
Black
Smoke
.
Then
suddenly
,
as
we
approached
Kew
,
came
a
number
of
people
running
,
and
the
upperworks
of
a
Martian
fighting-machine
loomed
in
sight
over
the
housetops
,
not
a
hundred
yards
away
from
us
.
We
stood
aghast
at
our
danger
,
and
had
the
Martian
looked
down
we
must
immediately
have
perished
.
We
were
so
terrified
that
we
dared
not
go
on
,
but
turned
aside
and
hid
in
a
shed
in
a
garden
.
There
the
curate
crouched
,
weeping
silently
,
and
refusing
to
stir
again
.
But
my
fixed
idea
of
reaching
Leatherhead
would
not
let
me
rest
,
and
in
the
twilight
I
ventured
out
again
.
I
went
through
a
shrubbery
,
and
along
a
passage
beside
a
big
house
standing
in
its
own
grounds
,
and
so
emerged
upon
the
road
towards
Kew
.
The
curate
I
left
in
the
shed
,
but
he
came
hurrying
after
me
.
That
second
start
was
the
most
foolhardy
thing
I
ever
did
.
For
it
was
manifest
the
Martians
were
about
us
.
No
sooner
had
the
curate
overtaken
me
than
we
saw
either
the
fighting-machine
we
had
seen
before
or
another
,
far
away
across
the
meadows
in
the
direction
of
Kew
Lodge
.
Four
or
five
little
black
figures
hurried
before
it
across
the
green-grey
of
the
field
,
and
in
a
moment
it
was
evident
this
Martian
pursued
them
.
In
three
strides
he
was
among
them
,
and
they
ran
radiating
from
his
feet
in
all
directions
.
He
used
no
Heat-Ray
to
destroy
them
,
but
picked
them
up
one
by
one
.
Apparently
he
tossed
them
into
the
great
metallic
carrier
which
projected
behind
him
,
much
as
a
workman
's
basket
hangs
over
his
shoulder
.
It
was
the
first
time
I
realised
that
the
Martians
might
have
any
other
purpose
than
destruction
with
defeated
humanity
.
We
stood
for
a
moment
petrified
,
then
turned
and
fled
through
a
gate
behind
us
into
a
walled
garden
,
fell
into
,
rather
than
found
,
a
fortunate
ditch
,
and
lay
there
,
scarce
daring
to
whisper
to
each
other
until
the
stars
were
out
.
I
suppose
it
was
nearly
eleven
o'clock
before
we
gathered
courage
to
start
again
,
no
longer
venturing
into
the
road
,
but
sneaking
along
hedgerows
and
through
plantations
,
and
watching
keenly
through
the
darkness
,
he
on
the
right
and
I
on
the
left
,
for
the
Martians
,
who
seemed
to
be
all
about
us
.
In
one
place
we
blundered
upon
a
scorched
and
blackened
area
,
now
cooling
and
ashen
,
and
a
number
of
scattered
dead
bodies
of
men
,
burned
horribly
about
the
heads
and
trunks
but
with
their
legs
and
boots
mostly
intact
;
and
of
dead
horses
,
fifty
feet
,
perhaps
,
behind
a
line
of
four
ripped
guns
and
smashed
gun
carriages
.
Sheen
,
it
seemed
,
had
escaped
destruction
,
but
the
place
was
silent
and
deserted
.
Here
we
happened
on
no
dead
,
though
the
night
was
too
dark
for
us
to
see
into
the
side
roads
of
the
place
.
In
Sheen
my
companion
suddenly
complained
of
faintness
and
thirst
,
and
we
decided
to
try
one
of
the
houses
.
The
first
house
we
entered
,
after
a
little
difficulty
with
the
window
,
was
a
small
semi-detached
villa
,
and
I
found
nothing
eatable
left
in
the
place
but
some
mouldy
cheese
.
There
was
,
however
,
water
to
drink
;
and
I
took
a
hatchet
,
which
promised
to
be
useful
in
our
next
house-breaking
.
