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Wells</h2> -<hr /> +<hr > <p class="poem"> - ‘But who shall dwell in these worlds if they be inhabited?<br/> - . . . Are we or they Lords of the World? . . . And<br/> - how are all things made for man?’<br/> - KEPLER (quoted in <i>The Anatomy of Melancholy</i>)<br/> + ‘But who shall dwell in these worlds if they be inhabited?<br> + . . . Are we or they Lords of the World? . . . And<br> + how are all things made for man?’<br> + KEPLER (quoted in <i>The Anatomy of Melancholy</i>)<br> </p> <h2>Contents</h2> -<table summary="" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto"> +<table style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto"> <tr> -<td> <a href="#book01"><b>BOOK ONE.—THE COMING OF THE MARTIANS</b></a><br/><br/></td> +<td> <a href="#book01"><b>BOOK ONE.—THE COMING OF THE MARTIANS</b></a><br><br></td> </tr> <tr> @@ -163,11 +160,11 @@ a:hover {color:red} </tr> <tr> -<td> <a href="#chap17">XVII. THE “THUNDER CHILD”.</a><br/><br/></td> +<td> <a href="#chap17">XVII. THE “THUNDER CHILD”.</a><br><br></td> </tr> <tr> -<td> <a href="#book02"><b>BOOK TWO.—THE EARTH UNDER THE MARTIANS</b></a><br/><br/></td> +<td> <a href="#book02"><b>BOOK TWO.—THE EARTH UNDER THE MARTIANS</b></a><br><br></td> </tr> <tr> @@ -214,14 +211,14 @@ a:hover {color:red} <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="book01"></a>BOOK ONE<br/> +<h2><a id="book01"></a>BOOK ONE<br> THE COMING OF THE MARTIANS</h2> </div><!--end chapter--> <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap01"></a>I.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap01"></a>I.<br> THE EVE OF THE WAR.</h2> <p> @@ -464,7 +461,7 @@ seemed so safe and tranquil. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap02"></a>II.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap02"></a>II.<br> THE FALLING STAR.</h2> <p> @@ -649,7 +646,7 @@ sand-pits. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap03"></a>III.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap03"></a>III.<br> ON HORSELL COMMON.</h2> <p> @@ -781,7 +778,7 @@ had some tea, and walked up to the station to waylay him. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap04"></a>IV.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap04"></a>IV.<br> THE CYLINDER OPENS.</h2> <p> @@ -942,7 +939,7 @@ with their horses feeding out of nosebags or pawing the ground. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap05"></a>V.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap05"></a>V.<br> THE HEAT-RAY.</h2> <p> @@ -1137,7 +1134,7 @@ pit about the cylinder, and strike me down. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap06"></a>VI.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap06"></a>VI.<br> THE HEAT-RAY IN THE CHOBHAM ROAD.</h2> <p> @@ -1241,7 +1238,7 @@ die amid the terror and the darkness. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap07"></a>VII.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap07"></a>VII.<br> HOW I REACHED HOME.</h2> <p> @@ -1342,7 +1339,7 @@ creatures from Mars?” </p> <p> -“Quite enough,” said the woman over the gate. “Thenks”; +“Quite enough,” said the woman over the gate. “Thenks;” and all three of them laughed. </p> @@ -1464,7 +1461,7 @@ many strange and terrible days. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap08"></a>VIII.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap08"></a>VIII.<br> FRIDAY NIGHT.</h2> <p> @@ -1579,7 +1576,7 @@ second cylinder. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap09"></a>IX.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap09"></a>IX.<br> THE FIGHTING BEGINS.</h2> <p> @@ -1662,7 +1659,7 @@ as the ground’ll let us, and then drive a trench.” <p> “Blow yer trenches! You always want trenches; you ought to ha’ been -born a rabbit Snippy.” +born a rabbit, Snippy.” </p> <p> @@ -1804,7 +1801,7 @@ lurid light upon everything. </p> <p> -“Stop here,” said I; “you are safe here”; and I started +“Stop here,” said I; “you are safe here;” and I started off at once for the Spotted Dog, for I knew the landlord had a horse and dog cart. I ran, for I perceived that in a moment everyone upon this side of the hill would be moving. I found him in his bar, quite unaware of what was going @@ -1891,7 +1888,7 @@ between Woking and Send. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap10"></a>X.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap10"></a>X.<br> IN THE STORM.</h2> <p> @@ -2157,7 +2154,7 @@ violently. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap11"></a>XI.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap11"></a>XI.<br> AT THE WINDOW.</h2> <p> @@ -2340,7 +2337,7 @@ men and dead horses. quarter of a horse atop of me. We’d been wiped out. And the smell—good God! Like burnt meat! I was hurt across the back by the fall of the horse, and there I had to lie until I felt better. Just like parade it -had been a minute before—then stumble, bang, swish!” +had been a minute before—then stumble, bang, swish! </p> <p> @@ -2434,7 +2431,7 @@ smoke at the first touch of day. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap12"></a>XII.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap12"></a>XII.<br> WHAT I SAW OF THE DESTRUCTION OF WEYBRIDGE AND SHEPPERTON.</h2> <p> @@ -2458,7 +2455,7 @@ Between us and Leatherhead, however, lay the third cylinder, with its guarding giants. Had I been alone, I think I should have taken my chance and struck across country. But the artilleryman dissuaded me: “It’s no kindness to the right sort of wife,” he said, “to make her a -widow”; and in the end I agreed to go with him, under cover of the woods, +widow;” and in the end I agreed to go with him, under cover of the woods, northward as far as Street Cobham before I parted with him. Thence I would make a big detour by Epsom to reach Leatherhead. </p> @@ -2969,7 +2966,7 @@ miracle I had escaped. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap13"></a>XIII.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap13"></a>XIII.<br> HOW I FELL IN WITH THE CURATE.</h2> <p> @@ -3280,7 +3277,7 @@ splendour of the sunset. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap14"></a>XIV.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap14"></a>XIV.<br> IN LONDON.</h2> <p> @@ -3763,7 +3760,7 @@ altogether—into his pockets, and went out again into the streets. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap15"></a>XV.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap15"></a>XV.<br> WHAT HAD HAPPENED IN SURREY.</h2> <p> @@ -4099,7 +4096,7 @@ rousing the population of London to the necessity of flight. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap16"></a>XVI.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap16"></a>XVI.<br> THE EXODUS FROM LONDON.</h2> <p> @@ -4714,7 +4711,7 @@ direction from which my brother had come. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap17"></a>XVII.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap17"></a>XVII.<br> THE “THUNDER CHILD”.</h2> <p> @@ -5090,14 +5087,14 @@ down darkness upon the land. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="book02"></a>BOOK TWO<br/> +<h2><a id="book02"></a>BOOK TWO<br> THE EARTH UNDER THE MARTIANS.</h2> </div><!--end chapter--> <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap18"></a>I.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap18"></a>I.<br> UNDER FOOT.</h2> <p> @@ -5429,7 +5426,7 @@ crawling after me. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap19"></a>II.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap19"></a>II.<br> WHAT WE SAW FROM THE RUINED HOUSE.</h2> <p> @@ -5781,7 +5778,7 @@ Martian at all. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap20"></a>III.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap20"></a>III.<br> THE DAYS OF IMPRISONMENT.</h2> <p> @@ -5979,7 +5976,7 @@ that was all. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap21"></a>IV.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap21"></a>IV.<br> THE DEATH OF THE CURATE.</h2> <p> @@ -6035,7 +6032,7 @@ is just. On me and mine be the punishment laid. We have sinned, we have fallen short. There was poverty, sorrow; the poor were trodden in the dust, and I held my peace. I preached acceptable folly—my God, what folly!—when I should have stood up, though I died for it, and called upon them to -repent—repent! . . . Oppressors of the poor and needy . . . ! The wine +repent—repent! . . . Oppressors of the poor and needy! . . . The wine press of God!” </p> @@ -6202,7 +6199,7 @@ my security. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap22"></a>V.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap22"></a>V.<br> THE STILLNESS.</h2> <p> @@ -6343,7 +6340,7 @@ of unoccupied ground gently swaying. And oh! the sweetness of the air! <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap23"></a>VI.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap23"></a>VI.<br> THE WORK OF FIFTEEN DAYS.</h2> <p> @@ -6478,7 +6475,7 @@ were destroying Berlin or Paris, or it might be they had gone northward. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap24"></a>VII.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap24"></a>VII.<br> THE MAN ON PUTNEY HILL.</h2> <p> @@ -7087,7 +7084,7 @@ to face these things, the artilleryman stopped digging, and looked at me. <p> “We’re working well,” he said. He put down his spade. -“Let us knock off a bit” he said. “I think it’s time we +“Let us knock off a bit,” he said. “I think it’s time we reconnoitred from the roof of the house.” </p> @@ -7244,7 +7241,7 @@ I was still upon the roof when the late moon rose. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap25"></a>VIII.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap25"></a>VIII.<br> DEAD LONDON.</h2> <p> @@ -7467,7 +7464,7 @@ with gigantic machines here and there within it, huge mounds of material and strange shelter places. And scattered about it, some in their overturned war-machines, some in the now rigid handling-machines, and a dozen of them stark and silent and laid in a row, were the -Martians—<i>dead</i>!—slain by the putrefactive and disease +Martians—<i>dead!</i>—slain by the putrefactive and disease bacteria against which their systems were unprepared; slain as the red weed was being slain; slain, after all man’s devices had failed, by the humblest things that God, in his wisdom, has put upon this earth. @@ -7584,7 +7581,7 @@ life of hope and tender helpfulness that had ceased for ever. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap26"></a>IX.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap26"></a>IX.<br> WRECKAGE.</h2> <p> @@ -7786,7 +7783,7 @@ her in my arms. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap27"></a>X.<br/> +<h2><a id="chap27"></a>X.<br> THE EPILOGUE.</h2> <p> @@ -7935,10 +7932,6 @@ that I have counted her, and that she has counted me, among the dead. </div><!--end chapter--> -<div style='display:block; margin-top:4em'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE WAR OF THE WORLDS ***</div> - +<div style='text-align:center'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 36 ***</div> </body> </html> - - - |