Война миров

How I Fell in with the Curate

           "Isawithappen."Iproceededtotellhim. "Wehavechancedtocomeinforthethickofit,"saidI,"andthatisall." 

           "Whatisthatflickerinthesky?"heaskedabruptly. 

           Itoldhimitwastheheliographsignallingthatitwasthesignofhumanhelpandeffortinthesky. 

           "Weareinthemidstofit,"Isaid,"quietasitis. Thatflickerintheskytellsofthegatheringstorm. Yonder,ItakeitaretheMartians,andLondonward,wherethosehillsriseaboutRichmondandKingstonandthetreesgivecover,earthworksarebeingthrownupandgunsarebeingplaced. PresentlytheMartianswillbecomingthiswayagain." 

           AndevenasIspokehesprangtohisfeetandstoppedmebyagesture. 

           "Listen!"hesaid. 

           Frombeyondthelowhillsacrossthewatercamethedullresonanceofdistantgunsandaremoteweirdcrying. Theneverythingwasstill. Acockchafercamedroningoverthehedgeandpastus. HighinthewestthecrescentmoonhungfaintandpaleabovethesmokeofWeybridgeandSheppertonandthehot,stillsplendourofthesunset. 

           "Wehadbetterfollowthispath,"Isaid,"northward." 

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